Mine is the eddying foam and the broken current

METRUM PRAXILLAE

STREAM AND POOL

MINE is the eddying foam and the broken current. 
Thine the serene-flowing tide, the unshattered 
     rhythm ; 
Light touches me on the surface with glints of sunshine. 
Dives in thy bosom disclosing a mystic river : 
Ruffling, the wind takes the crest of my waves resurgent. 
Stretches his pinions at poise on thy even ripples : 
What is my song but the tumult of chafing forces. 
What is thy silence. Beloved, but enchanted music !