I WHAT dream you in the night-time When you whisper to the moon? What say you in the morning? What do you sing at noon? When I hear your voice uplifting Like a breeze through branches sifting, And your ripples softly drifting To the August airs a-tune. II Lend me your happy laughter, Ste. Marie, as you leap; Your peace that follows after Where through the isles you creep. Give to me your splendid dashing, Give your sparkles and your splashing. Your uphurling waves down crashing, Then, your aftermath of sleep. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A MINOR POET by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET TO SAMUEL COLERIDGE UPON HEARING HIS 'SOME I FEEL LIKE A MOTHERLESS..' by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON A PLANTATION BACCHANAL by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE GIFT TO SING by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE AWAKENING RIVER by KATHERINE MANSFIELD SWEET CLOVER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |