LAKE of grey at dawning day In soft shadows lying; Waters kissed by morning mist, Early breezes sighing. Fairy vision as thou art, Soon thy fleeting charms depart; Every grace that wins the heart Like our youth is flying. Lake of blue, a merry crew Cheer of thee would borrow; Happy hours to-day are ours, Weighted by no sorrow. Other years may bring us tears Other days be full of fears; Only hope the craft now steers, Cares are for to-morrow. Lake of gold with gems untold On thy bosom glowing; Pictures fair in ambient air Through the sunset showing. When the morning hours are past Memory's gaze is eastward cast; The golden time shall then outlast Each gift of thy bestowing. Lake of white at holy night, In the moonlight gleaming; Softly o'er thy wooded shore Silver radiance streaming. On the wavelets bear away Every care we've known to-day; Bring, on thy returning way, Peaceful, happy dreaming. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MUSIC by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET THE QUALITY OF COURAGE by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET FOR THE INVESTITURE by CECIL DAY LEWIS ON BRODSKY'S COLLECTED by MICHAEL S. HARPER FINALITY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON LET ME NOT HATE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON AND THE GREATEST OF THESE IS WAR by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON |