THE QUESTION THE river is flowing, The stars coming forth: Great ruddy clouds going From westward to north. The rushes are waving, The water's still blue: And I am behaving Decorously too: The amorous zephyr Breathes soft in our ear: Who hears not is deafer Than adders, my dear: Ah! list to the whisper Of waters and sky! Thames, vagabond lisper Grows subtle and sly. How trebly delicious The air-draughts we quaff: The hour is propitious:— Oh! ... why do you laugh? THE ANSWER Ask the sky why it flushes, The clouds why they glow: The weir why it gushes, The reeds why they grow: The moon why it rises, The sun why it sets: Her why she surprises, Him why he forgets: The star why it twinkles, The west why it shines: The brow why it wrinkles, The heart why it pines: Mankind why they blunder, The corn why there's chaff: Ask yourself why you wonder— Not me why I laugh! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE UNIVERSITY OF GOTTINGEN by GEORGE CANNING OF THE THEME OF LOVE by MARGARET LUCAS CAVENDISH EACH AND [OR, IN] ALL by RALPH WALDO EMERSON FARRAGUT by WILLIAM TUCKEY MEREDITH FOR [OR TO] THOSE WHO FAIL by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER HYMN TO THE NAIADS by MARK AKENSIDE |