WE are in love's land to-day; Where shall we go? Love, shall we start or stay, Or sail or row? There's many a wind and way, And never a May but May; We are in love's hand to-day; Where shall we go? Our landwind is the breath Of sorrows kissed to death And joys that were; Our ballast is a rose; Our way lies where God knows And love knows where. We are in love's hand to-day -- Our seamen are fledged Loves, Our masts are bills of doves, Our decks fine gold; Our ropes are dead maids' hair, Our stores are love-shafts fair And manifold. We are in love's land to-day -- Where shall we land you, sweet? On fields of strange men's feet, Or fields near home? Or where the fire-flowers blow, Or where the flowers of snow Or flowers of foam? We are in love's hand to-day -- Land me, she says, where love Shows but one shaft, one dove, One heart, one hand. -- A shore like that, my dear, Lies where no man will steer, No maiden land. @3Imitated from Theophile Gautier.@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WHERE? by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON JOHN WINTER by LAURENCE BINYON RHYME FOR A CHILD VIEWING A NAKED VENUS IN A PAINTING by ROBERT BROWNING ON HEARING A LITTLE MUSIC-BOX by JAMES HENRY LEIGH HUNT WEARINESS by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE JOURNEY ONWARDS by THOMAS MOORE BEDOUIN [LOVE] SONG by BAYARD TAYLOR A PRAYER by EDNA MAY APPLEGATE THE KNIGHT AND THE LADY; DOMESTIC LEGEND OF THE REIGN OF QUEEN ANNE by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM |