HAPPY the feeling from the bosom thrown In perfect shape (whose beauty Time shall spare Though a breath made it) like a bubble blown For summer pastime into wanton air; Happy the thought best likened to a stone Of the sea-beach, when, polished with nice care, Veins it discovers exquisite and rare, Which for the loss of that moist gleam atone That tempted first to gather it. That here, O chief of Friends! such feelings I present, To thy regard, with thoughts so fortunate, Were a vain notion; but the hope is dear, That thou, if not with partial joy elate, Wilt smile upon this gift with more than mild content! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DIRGE FOR A SOLDIER [SEPTEMBER 1, 1862] by GEORGE HENRY BOKER TO THOMAS MOORE (1) by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THE PARADOX by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR ON THE DEATH OF JOSEPH RODMAN DRAKE by FITZ-GREENE HALLECK AUSPEX by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL TACKING SHIP OFF SHORE by WALTER MITCHELL THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 68 by OMAR KHAYYAM SONNET: 24 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE ODES: BOOK 1: ODE 16. TO CALEB HARDINGE, M.D. by MARK AKENSIDE |