FRIENDLESS I came, but friendless now no more; Thy voice, sweet river, greets me, and I trace A smile of welcome in thy sparkling face, When early morn invites me to thy shore; Thy sunlit waters to fresh life restore The fragrant flowers that gild the mountain's base; Lulled by the rippling music of thy race, With tranquil happiness my heart runs o'er. The hues of heaven are mirrored in thy stream; O, teach me so to live that hope sublime, From Heaven reflected, on my path may beam! Thy ceaseless current runs to reach the sea; Teach me in wisdom to redeem the time, Still hastening onward to Eternity. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ALMANZOR & ALMAHIDE, OR THE CONQUEST OF GRANADA: PART 2. EPILOGUE by JOHN DRYDEN ON LOOKING INTO GOLDING'S OVID by STEVE SCAFIDI JR. MY MOTHER by WILLIAM BELL SCOTT IN WESTMINSTER ABBEY by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH STANZAS ON THE DEATH OF SIR SAMUEL ROMILLY by BERNARD BARTON |