WELL I remember how you smiled To see me write your name upon The soft sea-sand--'O! what a child! You think you're writing upon stone!' I have since written what no tide Shall ever wash away, what men Unborn shall read o'er ocean wide And find Ianthe's name again. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE POET (2) by ISAAC ROSENBERG THE VIRTUOSO; IN IMITATION OF SPENCER'S STYLE AND STANZA by MARK AKENSIDE BABY'S SHOES by WILLIAM COX BENNETT THE JACQUERIE: SONG. THE HOUND by SIDNEY LANIER |