SILVERY Fountain! soft and clear Falls thy murmuring on mine ear; And thy flowing ever brings The memory that round me clings Of long ago. Resting on thy brink so oft, Mingling with thy music soft, I have heard words, sad and sweet, Words no mortal can repeat In days of yore. When thy shining streamlet fell, Ere it reached the crystal shell My head would catch the glittering gleam, And diamonds with my gold would beam Like stars on night. In waking dreams, with half-closed eyes, I've seen fair forms from thee arise, And wondered were they beings of earth, With fairy forms, yet mortal birth, Or rays of light. I felt that angel ones were near, And hoping, knowing, they would hear -- My heart's thoughts to my lips would rise, And prayers be wafted to the skies, On wings of love. Ah, speak again! No unknown tongue Was thine to me, when I was young; Fain would I linger near thy side And die, that those I love might guide My soul above. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...COLORS by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET FISH-LEAP FALL by ROBERT FROST I LOOKED FOR LIFE AND DID A SHADOW SEE by JAMES GALVIN I'VE NOTHING TO OFFER by DAVID IGNATOW O SOUTHLAND! by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON ON VIOLET'S WAFERS, SENT ME WHEN I WAS ILL by SIDNEY LANIER |