HE comes with breezes blowing, O'er hills and valleys showing His sunny, beaming face. Whoe'er should seek to question Why? Answer he would have none, Save: Fool, love ever keeps his place. With manners sweet and smiling The earth he kisses, wiling To open her dark eyes. Love, from thy couch arising, Robes on in any guise fling, -- Our marriage-day dawns in the skies! Himself doth bring the silken Robe and glittering gems, then For bridal dowry there; Mid gay jests and caresses, Wreath of white roses presses On her long locks of silken hair. Then calls he: Up! make ready! Let music sound and all vie, Led by gay Madam Lark! In the elder, nightingale For a solo will not fail, And give each melting note due mark. Come, come, lads! leaping, springing, Wedding gifts hither bringing, To glad my lovely bride! Swiftly then little elf-hands Drag forth bright silver ribbons, With diamonds thickly strewn, in pride. Clear tapers' flame now up-pours, From thousand hearts of flowers, Which fragrant honey bear; The notes of sweet bells ringing Through all the world are swinging, And smoke of incense fills the air. The banners green are glimmering, And precious stones are shimmering, On ev'ry smallest bough; The flowers and the grasses Grateful pray'rs repeat, when passes The stripling Spring with radiant brow. The Lord himself is blessing The nuptial bond. Joy, pressing On, sweeps o'er all the land, Upon the wedding morning Grief and care give no warning -- With wedlock they come hand in hand. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PHILOSOPHER by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY MICHAEL; A PASTORAL POEM by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH A WATER MILL by ANTIPATER OF THESSALONICA THE KNIGHTS: DEMOS AND HIS FLATTERER by ARISTOPHANES COME UP HIGHER by MINNIE KEITH BAILEY TO THE FONT-GEORGES by THEODORE FAULLAIN DE BANVILLE THE IVORY GATE; AN UNFINISHED DRAFT by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |