@3Usque adeo quiddam proprium notumque requirit.@1 IS she asleep, asleep Alone, in fair far land? With murmuring lulled that deep And shadowy waters keep Fast by the flower-lit strand, Is she asleep, asleep? If she awake, awake On bliss-embowering shore, Be sure her heart will break For the old sad voices' sake That reach to her no more, If she must wake, must wake. Ah! guard her dream, her dream, Though songs call blithe and clear About the enchanted stream; Lest reft in sooth she seem Of all she loves to hear, Rest she adream, adream. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN THE METROPOLITAN MUSEUM by SARA TEASDALE THE WINSOME WEE THING by ROBERT BURNS SONNET: 14. ON THE RELIGIOUS MEMORY OF CATHERINE THOMASON by JOHN MILTON THE BALLAD OF BOUILLABAISSE by WILLIAM MAKEPEACE THACKERAY TO THE PENDING YEAR by WALT WHITMAN CASTLES by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |