OF love's wild glow I dreamt in former days, Of mignonette, fair locks, and myrtle twining, Of lips so sweet, with bitter words combining, Of mournful melodies of mournful lays. Those dreams have long been scatter'd far and banish'd, My dearest vision fled for evermore, And, save the burning glow I used to pour Into my tender numbers, all is vanish'd. Thou ling'rest still, deserted song! Now go, And seek that long-lost vision; shouldst thou meet it, On my behalf in loving fashion greet it, -- An airy breath to that dim shade I blow. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GIFT TO SING by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON A VIEW ACROSS THE ROMAN CAMPAGNA by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING MEDIOCRITY IN LOVE REJECTED by THOMAS CAREW LOW TIDE ON GRAND-PRE by BLISS CARMAN FLOWERS by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW SONNET: 16. TO THE LORD GENERAL CROMWELL, MAY 1652 by JOHN MILTON THE HAYLOFT by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON |