I KNOW that if our lives could meet Like torrents in a sudden tide, Our souls should send their shining sheet Of waters far and wide. But, ah! my dear, the springs of mine Have never yet begun to flow -- And yours, that were so full and fine, Ran dry so long ago! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PLANTING OF THE APPLE TREE by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT THE FLOWER OF FINAE by THOMAS OSBORNE DAVIS A PRAISE OF HIS LOVE by HENRY HOWARD CURFEW by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE SILENT VOICES by ALFRED TENNYSON THE FIRST DANDELION by WALT WHITMAN |