ON a summer's day as I sat by a stream, A dainty maid came by, And she blessed my sight like a rosy dream, And left me there to sigh, to sigh, And left me there to sigh, to sigh. On another day as I sat by the stream, This maiden paused a while, Then I made me bold as I told my dream, She heard it with a smile, a smile, She heard it with a smile, a smile. Oh, the months have fled and the autumn's red, The maid no more goes by; For my dream came true and the maid I wed, And now no more I sigh, I sigh, And now no more I sigh. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IMAGINARY ANCESTORS: THE GIRAFFE WOMAN OF BURMA by MADELINE DEFREES TWO POEMS FROM THE WAR: 1 by ARCHIBALD MACLEISH SIXTEEN MONTHS by CARL SANDBURG SOLOMON TO SHEBA by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE LOVER COMFORTETH HIMSELF WITH THE WORTHINESS OF HIS LOVE by HENRY HOWARD BELISARIUS by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW |