I know a bower sweet and shy, Where glooms a stream Beneath cool films of leaf and sky Where river-lilies lie and dream; Where very quietly Small birds make melody, And every breeze on tiptoe comes and goes -- To that dim bower that no one knows -- My bower of peace that no one knows! I know a heart unwisely dear, Where blooms a joy That never doubt may venture near, Nor any barren fear destroy; That poureth over me Child-sweetness wondrously, And dareth wholly unto me disclose That gentle heart that no one knows -- Dear heart of peace that no one knows! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BEFORE A PAINTING by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON TO TWO UNKNOWN LADIES by AMY LOWELL SURFACES AND MASKS; 30 by CLARENCE MAJOR WE HAVE GONE THROUGH GREAT ROOMS TOGETHER by CARL SANDBURG IF DEATH IS KIND by SARA TEASDALE REASONS FOR DRINKING by HENRY ALDRICH TO A REPUBLICAN FRIEND, 1848 by MATTHEW ARNOLD |