FLOAT on -- float on -- my haunted bark, Above the midnight tide; Bear softly o'er the waters dark The hopes that with thee glide. Float on -- float on -- thy freight is flowers, And every flower reveals The dreaming of my lonely hours, The hope my spirit feels. Float on -- float on -- thy shining lamp, The light of love, is there; If lost beneath the waters damp, That love must then despair. Float on -- beneath the moonlight float The sacred billows o'er; Ah, some kind spirit guards my boat, For it has gained the shore. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO ROSAMONDE: A BALADE by GEOFFREY CHAUCER SPRING SONG by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR A NEWPORT ROMANCE by FRANCIS BRET HARTE PLAIN LANGUAGE FROM TRUTHFUL JAMES by FRANCIS BRET HARTE HE WROTE THE HISTORY BOOK,' IT SAID by MARIANNE MOORE |