HAPPY the feeling from the bosom thrown In perfect shape (whose beauty Time shall spare Though a breath made it) like a bubble blown For summer pastime into wanton air; Happy the thought best likened to a stone Of the sea-beach, when, polished with nice care, Veins it discovers exquisite and rare, Which for the loss of that moist gleam atone That tempted first to gather it. That here, O chief of Friends! such feelings I present, To thy regard, with thoughts so fortunate, Were a vain notion; but the hope is dear, That thou, if not with partial joy elate, Wilt smile upon this gift with more than mild content! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE KING OF SPAIN by MAXWELL BODENHEIM EVERYONE SANG by SIEGFRIED SASSOON MONODY ON THE DEATH OF WENDELL PHILLIPS by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE VOICE OF THE SEA by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH SONG OF THE ENGINE by ALEXANDER ANDERSON DAWN ON THE HILLS (FROM A HOTEL WINDOW) by LILLIAN ATCHERSON |