Wave, wave, green branches, wave me far away To where the forest deepens and the hillwinds, sleeping, stay: Where Peace doth fold her twilight wings, and through the heart of day There goes the rumour of passing hours grown faint and grey. Wave, wave, green branches, my heart like a bird doth hover Above the nesting-place your green-gloom shadows cover: O come to my nesting heart, come close, come close, bend over, Joy of my heart, my life, my prince, my lover! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EILEEN AROON by GERALD JOSEPH GRIFFIN THE HOUSEKEEPER by CHARLES LAMB VALENTINES TO MY MOTHER: 1882 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 74 by PHILIP SIDNEY FANCIES AT NAVESINK: 7 by WALT WHITMAN THE PALM TREE by ABD-AR RAHMAN I |