MY heart to thee an answer makes, 0 long, slow whisper of the sea, Whose charm of mournful music wakes A dream, a memory. Touched hands, met lips, and soft fair speech -- Soul's silence to the past replies, When love and hope illumined each, Within a girl's blue eyes. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FIVE KERNELS OF CORN [APRIL, 1622] by HEZEKIAH BUTTERWORTH A LITTLE DUTCH GARDEN by HARRIET WHITNEY DURBIN CABOOSE THOUGHTS by CARL SANDBURG HUDSON RIVER ANTHOLOGY by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS RIVER OF SEVILLE by AL-KUTANDI |