GREAT dragon-flies in blazing blue Across the shimmering river flew; A dreamy fount of carol played Thro' calm and ripple, shine and shade. And all was joyous, all was fair, Because the golden girl was there; Her loving eyes illumed that day The pine-clad winding waterway. Until it seemed that charmed erelong By incantation of her song The broadening deep would flood and flow From heights of Himalayan snow:— Her face, in that enchanted hour, Among the lotos-flowers a flower, Her whisper mingling, tale for tale, With roses in the Orient vale. Then bloomy palms would wave and shed Their magic slumber overhead, And Ganges' everlasting stream Sigh thro' the hushed and holy dream. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HOLY THURSDAY, FR. SONGS OF INNOCENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE PICCIOLA by ROBERT HENRY NEWELL HYMN OF FREEDDOM by MICHAEL JOSEPH BARRY SONNETS FOR NEW YORK CITY: 4. THE FOUNTAIN OF LIFE by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH THE DOUBLE CROWNING by AMELIA JOSEPHINE BURR THIS LITTLE WORLD by HOMER HIGH CALHOUN DOVECOTT MILL: 1. THE HOMESTEAD by PHOEBE CARY |