John Banister Tabb



The Brook

by John Banister Tabb

It is the mountain to the sea
That makes a messenger of me:
And, lest I loiter on the way
And lose what I am sent to say,
He sets his reverie to song
And bids me sing it all day long.
Farewell! for here the stream is slow,
And I have many a mile to go.


Copyright 1894
John Lane, LondonCopeland and Day, Boston