My faithful friend, if you can see The Fruit to grow up, or the Tree: If you can see the colour come Into the blushing Peare, or Plum: If you can see the water grow To cakes of Ice, or flakes of Snow: If you can see, that drop of raine Lost in the wild sea, once againe: If you can see, how Dreams do creep Into the Brain by easie sleep: Then there is hope that you may see Her love me once, who now hates me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN A LECTURE-ROOM by ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH THE HUNTING OF THE SNARK: FIT 3. THE BAKER'S TALE by CHARLES LUTWIDGE DODGSON AN AUGUST MIDNIGHT by THOMAS HARDY MODERN LOVE: 47 by GEORGE MEREDITH SESTINA: ALTAFORTE by EZRA POUND |