AS the moon's fair image quaketh In the raging waves of ocean, Whilst she, in the vault of heaven, Moves with silent peaceful motion, Thus, beloved one, thou art moving, Still and peaceful, and nought quaketh In my heart save thy dear image, While my own heart 'tis that shaketh. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MENAPHON: SAMELA by ROBERT GREENE CASABIANCA by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS KIT CARSON'S RIDE by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER WINDSOR FOREST by ALEXANDER POPE MEN OF GENIUS by MATTHEW ARNOLD ISAIAH: PERFECT PEACE by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |