Poetry Tuesday: Song on the Water

Thomas Lovell Beddoes (1803-1849)

As mad sexton’s bell, tolling
For earth’s loveliest daughter
Night’s dumbness breaks rolling
Ghostily:
So our boat breaks the water
Witchingly.

As her look the dream troubles
Of her tearful-eyed lover,
So our sails in the bubbles
Ghostily
Are mirrored, and hover
Moonily.

;o)

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