WE'LL have a cot Upon the banks of some meandering stream, Whose ripple, like the murmur of a dream, Shall be our music: roses there shall twine Around the casement, with the jessamine, Whose starry blossoms shine out from beneath Their veiling leaves, like hope, and whose faint breath Is sweet as memory's perfume. All the flowers That nature in her richest bounty showers Shall deck our home: fresh violets, that, like light, And love, and hope, dwell everywhere; the bright And fragrant honeysuckle, too; our feet Shall press the daisy's bloom. Oh! 't will be sweet To sit within the porch at eventide, And drink the breath of heaven at thy dear side. The sky will wear a smile unseen before, The sun for me more genial light will pour, Earth will give out its treasures rich and rare, New health will come in every balmy air. Then thou wilt ope to me great nature's book, And nightly on the star-gemmed heavens we'll look; Thou, with the pride of knowledge, wilt unfold The mighty chart where science is enrolled, And gaily smile when I recount to thee My wild and wayward flights of fantasy; For the frail beings of my dreamy heaven Shrink from the light by scholiast wisdom given. Wilt thou not joy to see the vivid glow Of my expanded mind, when I shall owe Its treasures all to thee? Methinks it would be grief for me to bear E'en bliss, beloved, unless thou too might share; But oh! were joy poured forth in such excess, My heart would break from very happiness. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ISADORA DUNCAN DANCING 'IPHIGENIA IN AULIS' by LOUIS UNTERMEYER IRELAND (1847) by DENIS FLORENCE MCCARTHY GOD SAVE THE NATION! by THEODORE TILTON LEGEND OF HAMILTON TIGHE by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM MAN'S INHUMANITY TO MAN by ALBERT LINDLEY BEANE |