COME, Traveller, this hollow Rock beneath, While in the Leaves refreshing Breezes breath; Retire, to calm the Rage of burning Thirst, In these cool Streams that from the Cavern burst. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTRA MORTEM: THE BEING AS VISION by HAYDEN CARRUTH COMPANIONS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO OUR MOCKING-BIRD; DIED OF A CAT, MAY, 1878 by SIDNEY LANIER UNWANTED MEMORY by CLARENCE MAJOR THE WALL STREET PIT, MAY, 1901 by EDWIN MARKHAM |