MY spirit like a charmed bark doth swim Upon the liquid waves of thy sweet singing Far away into the regions dim Of rapture -- as a boat, with swift sails winging Its way adown some many-winding river. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SEA GODS: 3 by HILDA DOOLITTLE BROTHER JONATHAN'S LAMENT FOR SISTER CAROLINE [DECEMBER 2O, 1860] by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 29. AL-HAKIM by EDWIN ARNOLD A PORTRAIT by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD THE STALLION OF NIGHT by WILLIAM ROSE BENET PSALM 52 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE THE WORKING MAN'S SONG by JOHN STUART BLACKIE JOSEPH'S REFORM (A TALE OF THE HOT DOG TAVERN) by BERTON BRALEY |