This is the spot: -- how mildy does the sun Shine in between the fading leaves! the air In the habitual silence of this wood Is more than silent; and this bed of heath -- Where shall we find so sweet a resting-place? Come, let me see thee sink into a dream Of quiet thoughts, protracted till thine eye Be calm as water when the winds are gone And no one can tell whither. My sweet Friend, We two have had such happy hours together That my heart melts in me to think of it. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 10. THE PORTRAIT by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI VORTICIST POEM ON LOVE by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS TO CAROLINE (2) by GEORGE GORDON BYRON TREE-BUILDING by FRANKLIN CABLE THE PROPHET by MYRTLE W. CAMPBELL WORDS O' CHEER by ELIZABETH DOTEN |