I. Who, maiden, makes this river flow? The Spirit -- he makes its ripples glow -- But I have a charm that can make thee, dear, Steal o'er the wave to thy lover here. II. Who, maiden, makes this river flow? The Spirit -- he makes its ripples glow -- Yet every blush that my love would hide, Is mirror'd for me in the tell-tale tide. III. And though thou shouldst sleep on the farthest isle, Round which these dimpling waters smile -- Yet I have a charm that can make thee, dear, Steal over the wave to thy lover here. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A CHILD'S PET by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES A LIFE'S PARALLELS by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 53. WITHOUT HER by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI LOVE SONG by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS PRAYER TO THE VIRGIN OF CHARTRES by HENRY BROOKS ADAMS |