WAVES of Mondego! brilliant and serene, Haunts of my thought, where memory fondly straye, Where hope allured me with perfidious mien, Witching my soul, in long-departed days; Yes! I forsake your banks; but still my heart Shall bid remembrance all your charms restore, And, suffering not one image to depart, Find lengthening distance but endear you more. Let Fortune's will, through many a future day, To distant realms this mortal frame convey, Sport of each wind, and tost on every wave! Yet my fond soul, to pensive memory true, On thought's light pinion still shall fly to you, And still, bright waters! in your current lave. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A VALEDICTION: OF WEEPING by JOHN DONNE SHE HEARS THE STORM by THOMAS HARDY TO COLIN CLOUT by ANTHONY MUNDAY THE SALZBURG CHIMES by HENRY ALFORD DEAD MEN, TO A METAPHYSICIAN by WILLIAM HERVEY ALLEN JR. ON THE AMOROUS AND PATHETIC STORY OF ARCADIUS AND SEPHA by L. B. THE BLACK MOUSQUETAIRE; A LEGEND OF FRANCE by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM |