Once more, my now bewildered Dove
Bestirs her puzzled wings.
Once more, her mistress, on the deep
Her troubled question flings –
Bestirs her puzzled wings.
Once more, her mistress, on the deep
Her troubled question flings –
Thrice to the floating casement
The Patriarch′s bird returned –
Courage! My brave Columba!
There may yet be Land!
Baffled for just a day or two –
Embarrassed – not afraid –
Encounter in my garden
An unexpected Maid.
She beckons, and the woods start –
She nods, and all begin –
Surely, such a country
I was never in!