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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=472607" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Star And The Water Lily</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=472607" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">THE SUN stepped down from his golden throne, <br>And lay in the silent sea, <br>And the Lily had folded her satin leaves, <br>For a sleepy thing was she; <br>What is the Lily dreaming of? <br>Why crisp the waters blue? <br>See, see, she is lifting her varnished lid! <br>Her white leaves are glistening through! </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=472607" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The Rose is cooling his burning cheek<br>In the lap of the breathless tide; —<br>The Lily hath sisters fresh and fair, <br>That would lie by the Rose's side; <br>He would love her better than all the rest, <br>And he would be fond and true; —<br>But the Lily unfolded her weary lids, <br>And looked at the sky so blue.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=472607" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Remember, remember, thou silly one, <br>How fast will thy summer glide, <br>And wilt thou wither a virgin pale, <br>Or flourish a blooming bride? <br>'O the rose is old, and thorny, and cold, <br>And he lives on earth, ' said she; <br>'But the Star is fair and he lives in the air, <br>And he shall my bridegroom be.'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=472607" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But what if the stormy cloud should come, <br>And ruffle the silver sea? <br>Would he turn his eye from the distant sky, <br>To smile on a thing like thee? <br>O no, fair Lily, he will not send<br>One ray from his far-off throne; <br>The winds shall blow and the waves shall flow, <br>And thou wilt be left alone.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=472607" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">There is not a leaf on the mountain-top<br>Nor a dropp of evening dew, <br>Nor a golden sand on the sparkling shore, <br>Nor a pearl in the waters blue, <br>That he has not cheered with his fickle smile, <br>And warmed with his faithless beam, —<br>And will he be true to a pallid flower, <br>That floats on the quiet stream? </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=472607" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Alas for the Lily! she would not heed, <br>But turned to the skies afar, <br>And bared her breast to the trembling ray<br>That shot from the rising star; <br>The cloud came over the darkened sky, <br>And over the waters wide: <br>She looked in vain through the beating rain, <br>And sank in the stormy tide.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Oliver+Wendell+Holmes">Oliver Wendell Holmes</a></strong></div>

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