HER soft, cool arms extending, Night comes anew; Fields, woods, and meadows clasping Her heart unto; With mantle light enwrapping Each tree and bush, While murmuring tones the world To dreams doth hush. The earth hath now forgotten Day's misery; Mine eyes I lift in longing Toward the sky. I see a wee bird soaring In sunset's glow: Ah, would my heart, so weary, With it might go! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BRIDAL SONG by GEORGE CHAPMAN (1559-1634) A BALLAD OF HELL by JOHN DAVIDSON THE THREE FISHERS by CHARLES KINGSLEY THE DAY IS DONE by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 40. LOVE BOUGHT AND SOLD by PHILIP AYRES |