Baby, baby wise, Love's divine surmise Lights your constant eyes. Day and night and day One mute word would they, As the soul saith, say. Trouble comes and goes; Wonder ebbs and flows; Love remains and glows. As the fledgeling dove Feels the breast above. So your heart feels love. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SONG OF A YOUNG LADY TO HER ANCIENT LOVER by JOHN WILMOT ALL THINGS CAN TEMPT ME by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS SONNET: EUTERPE by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH AN EVENING PROSPECT by ANN ELIZA BLEECKER HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 45 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH |