Author Matthew Arnold Below the surface-stream, shallow and light, Of what we say we feel--below the stream, As light, of what we think we feel--there flows With noiseless current strong, obscure and deep, The central stream of what we feel indeed. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 4.1 (16 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments