Oh, were you on the mountain, or saw you my love? Or saw you my own one, my queen and my dove? Or saw you the maiden with the step firm and free? And say, is she pining in sorrow like me? I was upon the mountain, and saw there your love; I saw there your own one, your queen and your dove; I saw there the maiden with the step firm and free; And she was not pining in sorrow like thee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BRIDAL SONG by GEORGE CHAPMAN (1559-1634) SAILING BEYOND SEAS (OLD STYLE) by JEAN INGELOW RELEASE by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE WHEN SHE CAM BEN, SHE BOBBED by ROBERT BURNS TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 3. A GLIMPSE by EDWARD CARPENTER EVERY ONE TO HIS OWN WAY by JOHN VANCE CHENEY |