English poem
One Wish.
by Thomas Winthrop Hall (1862–1900)
My thoughts are gliding down the stream, Ah, faster than the river flows; And idly in my heart I dream Of islands where the lotus grows.
I fear not rapids, waterfall, Or whirlpool leading down to death, If love but my tired heart enthrall, And I may sip a woman's breath.
I care not what may be my fate. Roll on, mad river, to the sea; Drown all ambition, pride, and hate,— But leave one woman's love to me.