IF I, athirst by a stream, should kneel With never a blossom or bud in sight, Till down on the theme of its liquid night The moon-white tip of a sudden keel, A fairy boat, Should dawn and float To my hand, as only the Gods deserve, The cloud-like curve, The loosened sheaf, The ineffable pink of a lotus leaf, -- I should know, I should feel, that far away On the dimpled rim of a brighter day A thought had blossomed, and shaken free One sheath of its innermost soul for me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RUNAWAY SLAVE AT PILGRIM'S POINT by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING O SLEEP, MY BABE! by SARA COLERIDGE LOVE SONG by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS CARELESS LINES ON LABOUR by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS HYMN OF FREEDDOM by MICHAEL JOSEPH BARRY |