University of Virginia Library

Search this document 
The Isles of Loch Awe and Other Poems of my Youth

With Sixteen Illustrations. By Philip Gilbert Hamerton

expand section 


251

THE BATH.

Upon a daisied sward I sank
And slept. There mingled in my dream
The music of a flowing stream,
And hum of bees upon the bank.
A voice upon my fancies broke;
A dripping figure at my side
Disturbed me, and my tongue replied
Before my sleeping brain awoke.
“Leave me alone, and let me rest;
My couch is in a shady spot,
The stream is low, the sun is hot,
My heart is languid in my breast.”

252

He railed at me for childish fears;
I stripped and dived in boyish pride,
I saw the pebbles magnified,
The water sounded in my ears.
Then springing up by him unseen—
My limbs renewed in strength and life,—
I clasped him in athletic strife,
And laughed and wrestled on the green.