Poems (Browning)/Boats Passing in the Night
Gentle splash of water rushing, Then the boat has passed from sight.
Boats Passing in the Night
Fairy cities; silent; moving With their maze of shining light;Other cities, shadow roving, Follow each its course of flight.
In the darkness gaze unseeing Those who reach the farther shore;Glance seeks glance in wistful gazing, Bluréd forms, and then no more.
In the silence, ever twinkling, Beckon cities, that would seemIn the distance quickly dimming Were the phantoms of a dream.
Twilight beauty; silent passing; Answering voices in the night,Gentle splash of water rushing, Then the boat has passed from sight.