Where my heart is (wherever that may be) Might I but follow! If you fly thither over heath and lea, O honey-seeking bee, O careless swallow, Bid some for whom I watch keep watch for me. Alas that we must dwell, my heart and I, So far asunder! Hours wax to days, and days and days creep by; I watch with wistful eye, I wait and wonder: When will that day draw nigh -- that hour draw nigh? Not yesterday, and not I think to-day; Perhaps to-morrow. Day after day 'To-morrow' thus I say: I watched so yesterday In hope and sorrow, Again to-day I watch the accustomed way. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LITTLE BOY FOUND, FR. SONGS OF INNOCENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE THE POET AND HIS SONG by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR DE RERUM NATURA: BOOK 3. AGAINST THE FEAR OF DEATH by TITUS LUCRETIUS CARUS JOLLY NOSE by WILLIAM HARRISON AINSWORTH HELLENS RAPE; OR A LIGHT LANTHORNE FOR LIGHT LADIES by RICHARD BARNFIELD THE COMPLAINT OF CHASTITIE by RICHARD BARNFIELD |