Far o'er the waves my lofty bark shall glide, Love's frequent sighs the fluttering sails shall swell, While to my native home I bid farewell, Hope's snowy hand the burnished helm shall guide! Triton's shall sport amidst the yielding tide, Myriads of Cupids round the prow shall dwell, And Venus, throned within her opal shell, Shall proudly o'er the glittering billows ride! Young dolphins, dashing in the golden spray, Shall with their scaly forms illume the deep Tinged with the purple flush of sinking day, Whose flaming wreath shall crown the distant steep; While on the breezy deck soft minstrels play, And songs of love, the lover soothe to sleep! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TWO RIVERS by RALPH WALDO EMERSON INVITES POETS AND HISTORIANS TO WRITE IN CYNTHIA'S PRAISE by PHILIP AYRES THE ELDER WOMAN'S SONG: 1, FR. KING LEAR'S WIFE by GORDON BOTTOMLEY EPISTLE TO THE REV. JOHN M'MATH by ROBERT BURNS SONGS OF THE SEA CHILDREN: 56 by BLISS CARMAN THE DAWN OF PEACE by ALICE CARY |