IF I were a cloud in heaven, I would hang over thee; If I were a star of even, I'd rise and set for thee; For love, life, light, were given Thy ministers to be. If I were a wind's low laughter, I'd kiss thy hair; Or a sunbeam coming after, Lie on thy forehead fair; For the world and its wide hereafter Have nought with thee to compare. If I were a fountain leaping, Thy name should be The burden of my sweet weeping; If I were a bee, My honeyed treasures keeping, 'T were all for thee! There's never a tided ocean Without a shore; Nor a leaf whose downward motion No dews deplore; And I dream that my devotion May move thee to sigh once more. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PELTERS OF PYRAMIDS by RICHARD HENGIST (HENRY) HORNE EMERSON by AMOS BRONSON ALCOTT ON THE DEATH OF THE PRINCESS CHARLOTTE by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD CHRISTMAS EVE by MATHILDE BLIND THE 'VARUNA' by GEORGE HENRY BOKER TO A BISON; AFTER READING A RECENT ARTICLE ON HIS PRESERVATION by PATRICK REGINALD CHALMERS |