Songs of the Sea Children

by Bliss Carman




What lies across my lonely bed 
Like tropic moonlight soft and pale? 
What deeper gold is that outspread 
Across my pillow like a veil?

What sudden fragrances are these 


That voyage across the gloom to me, 
With faint delirious ecstasies 
From fairy gardens over sea?

What rustles in the curtained dusk
With the remembrance of a sigh, 


As if a breath of wandering air 
Should stir the poppies going by?

Lover of beauty, can it be 
That from some far off foreign clime 
The sumptuous night has brought to thee

The Rose of Beauty of all time?