GREAT dragon-flies in blazing blue Across the shimmering river flew; A dreamy fount of carol played Thro' calm and ripple, shine and shade. And all was joyous, all was fair, Because the golden girl was there; Her loving eyes illumed that day The pine-clad winding waterway. Until it seemed that charmed erelong By incantation of her song The broadening deep would flood and flow From heights of Himalayan snow:— Her face, in that enchanted hour, Among the lotos-flowers a flower, Her whisper mingling, tale for tale, With roses in the Orient vale. Then bloomy palms would wave and shed Their magic slumber overhead, And Ganges' everlasting stream Sigh thro' the hushed and holy dream. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PARAGRAPHS: 16 by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE COUNTESS CATHLEEN IN PARADISE by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS FOR THE FALLEN (SEPTEMBER 1914) by LAURENCE BINYON INFANT SORROW, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE PAST AND PRESENT by ROWLAND EYLES EGERTON-WARBURTON THE DEATH OF HARRISON by NATHANIEL PARKER WILLIS |