Sweet Eglantine, this breath of thine -- Mute eloquence of what was mine -- Awakes a memory divine, A vanished gleam Of Joy, that in my heart today, Amid the folding shadows gray, Doth lie, as erst in light it lay, A fragrant dream. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DADDY STRAIN by KAREN SWENSON THE DEATH OF THE FLOWERS by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT FIRST FIG by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY PROMETHEUS BOUND: THE OVERTHROW OF ZEUS by AESCHYLUS PSALM 19. [THE HEAVENS ABOVE AND THE LAW WITHIN] by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |