I love to think a plumy cloud Is something I could feel, And that the rainbow's beauteous hues Are tangible and real; I love to think horizons dim Are gateways to the sky, -- And most of all I love to think That love can never die! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VISIONS: 4. A ROSE by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) ON WORDSWORTH by DAVID HARTLEY COLERIDGE BRITANNIA'S PASTORALS: BOOK 2. THE SECOND SONG by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) ADON by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON IMMORTAL by AMELIA JOSEPHINE BURR |