O SCARLET berries sunny-bright! O lake alone and fair! O castle roaring in the night With blown Bohemian air! O spirit-haunted forest, tell The hidden heart of Gabrielle! Ah, the superb and virgin face! Ah once again to see Transparent thro' the Austrian grace The English purity! To hear the English speech that fell So soft and sweet from Gabrielle! So best, but if it be not so Yet am I well content To think that all things yonder grow Stately and innocent; To dream of woods that whisper well, And light, and peace, and Gabrielle. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...COUNTRYWOMEN by KATHERINE MANSFIELD MIDSUMMER FROST (1) by ISAAC ROSENBERG SANTA FE SKETCHES by CARL SANDBURG AFTER PARTING by SARA TEASDALE SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 26 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |