@3Valeria@1 Innocently thought, And worthy of thy youth! I should not say How thou art like the daisy in Noah's meadow, On which the foremost drop of rain fell warm And soft at evening; so the little flower Wrapped up its leaves, and shut the treacherous water Close to the golden welcome of its breast, - Delighting in the touch of that which led The shower of oceans, in whose billowy drops Tritons and lions of the sea were warring, And sometimes ships on fire sunk in the blood Of their own inmates; others were of ice, And some had islands rooted in their waves, Beasts on their rocks, and forest-powdering winds, And showers tumbling on their tumbling self, - And every sea of every ruined star Was but a drop in the world-melting flood. - | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OUR GOOD PRESIDENT by PHOEBE CARY THE BLACK PANTHER by JOHN HALL WHEELOCK IMPRESSIONS: LES SILHOUETTES by OSCAR WILDE NIGHT IN CAMP by HERBERT BASHFORD SHE WOULD NOT KNOW ME by THOMAS HAYNES BAYLY FAMILIARITY DANGEROUS by VINCENT BOURNE |