A FLOATING, fleecy cloud of poesy Swept o'er my soul, and broke in dulcet song; The music rose and fell in rhythmic flow, By prattling echo lightly borne along— With love the theme, love over all supreme, The light of every heart, the poet's dream. Will other clouds of poesy arise Like haloes round my head, or misty veil? Or will they drift afar, like summer clouds, Nor heed the yearning cry, the pleading wail!— On wings aerial sailing swiftly by, Like phantom ships to reach the upper sky. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MARJORIE'S WOOING by EMMA LAZARUS TO MR. S.T. COLERIDGE by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD THE FLOWER OF BEAUTY by GEORGE DARLEY CANE: NOVEMBER COTTON FLOWER by JEAN TOOMER MY PICTURE-GALLERY by WALT WHITMAN THE BUBBLE by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM A NEW PILGRIMAGE: 13 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT SONNET ON MOOR PARK - WRITTEN AUGUST 20, 1807 by SAMUEL EGERTON BRYDGES |