Somewhere there is a Girl for me, The one and perfect pearl for me, Who's made by fate to be my mate, the comrade of my soul; But in what clime, or latitude She dwells, my life's beatitude, Is quite unknown and only shown on fortune's secret scroll. And if I gaze meanwhile upon The other maids, and smile upon The lasses sweet whom I may meet by happy circumstance, Such light and harmless merriment Is simply an experiment To help me find the one designed to be my True Romance! So if I follow all of them And yield me to the thrall of them And seem to prize the light of eyes that gayly gleam and shine, The reason is, I'm groping for The destiny I'm hoping for And if I fail to cross her trail—the fault will not be mine! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TANGENTIAL by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE HARP by RALPH WALDO EMERSON THE FAIRY THORN; AN ULSTER BALLAD by SAMUEL FERGUSON A RONDEL OF LUVE [LOVE] by ALEXANDER SCOTT (1520-1590) A PETITION by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 3. BEAUTY UNLOOKED FOR by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) |