I KNOW
Reading edition
Oh! I know why the alder trees Lean over the reflecting stream; And I know what the wandering bees Heard in the woods of dream. I know how the uneasy tide Answers the signal of the moon, And why the morning-glories hide Their eyes in the forenoon. And I know all the wild delight That quivers in the sea-bird’s wings, For in one little hour last night Love told me all these things. Elsa Barker