Her only pilot the soft breeze, the boat
Lingers, but Fancy is well satisfied;
With keen-eyed Hope, with Memory, at her side,
And the glad Muse at liberty to note
All that to each is precious, as we float
Gently along; regardless who shall chide
If the heavens smile, and leave us free to glide,
Happy Associates breathing air remote
From trivial cares. But, Fancy and the Muse,
Why have I crowded this small bark with you
And others of your kind, ideal crew!
While here sits One whose brightness owes its hues
To flesh and blood; no Goddess from above,
No fleeting Spirit, but my own true love?
Her Only Pilot The Soft Breeze, The Boat
William Wordsworth
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Poem topics: I love you, happy, hope, memory, smile, small, spirit, glad, precious, true, ideal, soft, gently, love, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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