Oh, you who read some song that I have sung -
What know you of the soul from whence it sprung?
Dost dream the poet ever speaks aloud
His secret thought unto the listening crowd?
Go take the murmuring sea-shell from the shore-
You have its shape, its colour - and no more.
It tells not one of those vast mysteries
That lie beneath the surface of the seas.
Our songs are shells, cast out by waves of thought;
Here, take them at your pleasure; but think not
You-ve seen the beneath the surface of the waves,
Where lie our shipwrecks, and our coral caves.
Introductory Verses
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Poem topics: dream, sea, song, pleasure, soul, shore, secret, shape, colour, poet, crowd, surface, thought, beneath, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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