Our spells shall keep her floating, yet unchanged; The nautilus shall push his purple sail Across her happy shadow; in the gale The storm-blown land-bird, which too far hath ranged, Shall trust her look, and perch, and close his eye: Around her shall the graceful proas move, And fling their garland gifts of awe and love; And, when the tropic midnight veils the sky, On fair phosphoric seas thy child shall rest, And morn shall find her, when the day comes back, Laid, as in Heaven's own river, in the track Of sunrise o'er the waters - to suggest In symbol, that her soul is pure and blest, And floats from light to light, and cannot die. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PSALM 136 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE A LITTLE GIRL LOST, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE THE COMING OF GOOD LUCK by ROBERT HERRICK THE ROARING FROST by ALICE MEYNELL SONNET by KATHARINE REBECCA ADAMS MEARY WEDDED by WILLIAM BARNES BEFORE AND AFTER by OLIVER MADOX BROWN BRITANNIA'S PASTORALS: BOOK 3. THE FIRST SONG by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) |