Edward Cracroft Lefroy: His Life and Poems including a Reprint of Echoes from Theocritus: By Wilfred Austin Gill: With a Critical Estimate of the Sonnets by the late John Addington Symonds |
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DON'T YOU THINK—? |
Edward Cracroft Lefroy: His Life and Poems | ||
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DON'T YOU THINK—?
Don't you think that if a torrent,
Rushing on its seaward way,
Found a jewel lying softly
On its bed of primal clay,
It would seize and bear it onward,
Smiling with a smile of spray?
Rushing on its seaward way,
Found a jewel lying softly
On its bed of primal clay,
It would seize and bear it onward,
Smiling with a smile of spray?
Don't you think that any zephyr
With a spirit of its own,
If it met a little cloudlet
Idling where no wind had blown,
Quick would clasp it,—quite refusing
Any more to fly alone?
With a spirit of its own,
If it met a little cloudlet
Idling where no wind had blown,
Quick would clasp it,—quite refusing
Any more to fly alone?
Don't you think that Love the Torrent,
Love the Zephyr, whereso'er
It shall meet a soul untrammelled,
Happy, free, and debonair,
Can and will and must embrace it,
All eternity to share?
Love the Zephyr, whereso'er
It shall meet a soul untrammelled,
Happy, free, and debonair,
Can and will and must embrace it,
All eternity to share?
Edward Cracroft Lefroy: His Life and Poems | ||