SUNBEAMS can fling no purer brightness o'er the sea And rain-showers bring no surer blessing to the lea, And lilies wing with no more sweetness the gold bee, Than those few lines thy hand has penned have brought to me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE TUFT OF KELP by HERMAN MELVILLE LETHE. A BALLAD by JAMES HAY BEATTIE A NEW PILGRIMAGE: 34 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 43. FAREWELL TO JULIET (5) by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT SONNETS OF SEVEN CITIES: SAN FRANCISCO by BERTON BRALEY SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 36 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |