@3He.@1 O fairest maiden, approach thy window! Come to thy railing and turn thy ear, While gentle breezes waft of my singing The eternal echoes of thee to hear! @3She.@1 Vain are these murmurs of all thy singing; The eternal echoes stir not my heart. A nest my heart is, of love and rapture; I live in a heaven, I live in a heaven of love apart. @3He.@1 Then to an eagle my life I'll alter, Up to thy heaven swift I shall fly. @3She.@1 Then to a fish of the sea I'll change me, Hidden beneath the waves I'll lie. @3He.@1 Within the ocean, I'll quickly seek thee, The waves will help me to find thee there. @3She.@1 Then to a bird I'll turn my being, My flight shall take me, my flight shall take me from flower to flower. @3She.@1 A live oak I'll be amid the boulders. @3He.@1 As clinging ivy I'll clasp thee near. @3She.@1 As a nun, hood and cowl I'll be wearing. @3He.@1 Saintly confessor, thy voice I'll hear. @3She.@1 Through convent portal, if thou shouldst enter, Dead thou wilt find me among the flowers. @3He.@1 Among the flowers, if dead I find thee, To earth I'll turn me, to earth I'll turn me, and mine thou'lt be. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE IDAHO EGG WOMAN by KAREN SWENSON TOWERS OF SIMON RODIA; FOR HOWARD W. SWENSON 1903-1081 by KAREN SWENSON BISHOP BLOUGRAM'S APOLOGY by ROBERT BROWNING ADDRESS TO THE OCEAN by BRYAN WALLER PROCTER THE SWAMP FOX by WILLIAM GILMORE SIMMS ARMY CORRESPONDENT'S LAST RIDE; FIVE FORKS, APRIL 1, 1865 by GEORGE ALFRED TOWNSEND |