Author George Meredith [5] As the egg of an ostrich at the bottom [of] a bubbling spring seems to swell & tremble, so does thy bosom, my beloved, when I dare to gaze on it. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 1 (2 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments