The salmon-trout drifts in the stream, The soul of the salmon-trout floats over the stream Like a little wafer of light. The salmon moves in the sun-shot, bright shallow sea. . . . As light as the shadow of the fish that falls through the water, She came into the large room by the stair, Yawning a little she came with the sleep still upon her. "I am just from bed. The sleep is still in my eyes. Come. I have had a long dream." And I: "That wood? And two springs have passed us." "Not so far, no, not so far now, There is a place -- but no one else knows it -- A field in a valley . . . @3Qu'ieu sui avinen, Ieu lo sai."@1 She must speak of the time Of Arnaut de Mareuil, I thought, @3"qu'ieu sui avinen."@1 Light as the shadow of the fish That falls through the pale green water. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPEAKIN' O' CHRISTMAS by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR GROWING OLD by FRANCIS LEDWIDGE THE DYING SWAN by THOMAS STURGE MOORE THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 11. THE LOVE-LETTER by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI PENITENTIAL PSALM by THOMAS WYATT PALINODE by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH SHELLEY AND TRELAWNEY by JULIA COOLEY ALTROCCHI |