Ever, ever <br />Stir and shiver <br />The reeds and rushes <br />By the river: <br />Ever, ever, <br />As if in dream, <br />The lone moon's silver <br />Sleeks the stream. <br />What old sorrow, <br />What lost love, <br />Moon, reeds, rushes, <br />Dream you of?<br /><br />Walter de la Mare<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/why-3/
