Do not fear to put thy feet Naked in the river sweet; Think not leech, or newt, or toad Will bite thy foot when thou hast trod; Nor let the water, rising high, As thou wadest, make thee cry, And sob; but ever live with me, And not a wave shall trouble thee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SIFTING OF PETER by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW DAUGHTERS OF WAR by ISAAC ROSENBERG UPON MY LADY CARLISLE'S WALKING IN HAMPTON COURT GARDEN by JOHN SUCKLING MY SHIP by ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN AUGUST SUNSET OVER LAKE CHAMPLAIN by FRANK A. BALCH THE BABES IN THE WOOD; OR, THE NORFOLK TRAGEDY by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM HYMN, COMPOSED FOR THE CHILDREN OF A SUNDAY SCHOOL by BERNARD BARTON THE WANDERER: 2. IN FRANCE: 'PRENSUS IN AEGAEO' by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |