ALL faintly through my soul to-day, As from a bell that far away Is tinkled by some frolic fay, Floateth a lovely chiming. Thou magic bell, to many a fell And many a winter-saddened dell Thy tongue a tale of Spring doth tell, Too passionate-sweet for rhyming. Chime out, thou little song of Spring, Float in the blue skies ravishing. Thy song-of-life a joy doth bring That 's sweet, albeit fleeting. Float on the Spring-winds e'en to my home: And when thou to a rose shalt come That hath begun to show her bloom, Say, I send her greeting! POINT LOOKOUT PRISON, 1864. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CHILD IN A GARDEN by MARIA ABDY ANDROMEDA by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH A FRAGMENT OF AN EPIC POEM, OCCASIONED BY THE LOSS OF A GAME by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD COMING THROUGH THE RYE by ROBERT BURNS SUCH A PARCEL OF ROGUES IN A NATION by ROBERT BURNS |