I FEEL the kisses of this lingering breeze, Warm, close, and ardors as the lips of love, I quaff the sunshine streaming from above, Like mellow wine of antique vintages; Now, serene nature, at luxurious ease, Her deep toils perfected, and richly rife With subtlest meanings -- all her opulent life Reveals in tremulous brakes and whispering seas. If, then, the reverent soul doth lean aright, Close to those voices of wood, wind, and wave, What wondrous secrets bless the spiritual ear, Born, as it were, of music winged with light, Sweeter than those strange songs which Orpheus gave To earth and heaven, while both grew dumb to hear! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HOMAGE TO SEXTUS PROPERTIUS: 3 by EZRA POUND A POEM FOR MAX NORDAU by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON CHIQUITA by FRANCIS BRET HARTE PAST AND PRESENT by THOMAS HOOD SONG, FR. THE TWO GENTELEM OF VERONA by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE PETER QUINCE AT THE CLAVIER by WALLACE STEVENS THOUGHT OF A BRITON ON THE SUBJUGATION OF SWITZERLAND by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH |