I would I were the drop of rain <br />That falls into the dancing rill, <br />For I should seek the river then, <br />And roll below the wooded hill, <br />Until I reached the sea. <br /> <br />And O, to be the river swift <br />That wrestles with the wilful tide, <br />And fling the briny weeds aside <br />That o'er the foamy billows drift, <br />Until I came to thee! <br /> <br />I would that after weary strife, <br />And storm beneath the piping wind, <br />The current of my true fresh life <br />Might come unmingled, unimbrined, <br />To where thou floatest free. <br /> <br />Might find thee in some amber clime, <br />Where sunlight dazzles on the sail, <br />And dreaming of our plighted vale <br />Might seal the dream, and bless the time, <br />With maiden kisses three.<br /><br />George Meredith<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/song-untitled-9/
