A STREAMLET is a bright and beauteous creature
In some wide desert, where it keeps apart
Of each wayfarer-s heart:
The Star of Evening is a gracious feature,
Instinct as -twere with all the love that eyes
Have looked through at the skies.

And hence one emblems in its beauteous being
The memory of a Joy that in my heart
Flowed gratefully apart;
The other, to my spiritual seeing,
The perpetuity of Love-s white grace
Yet in some heavenly place.