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IN SUMMER NIGHTS.
For this the daySwooned from its fiery skies away;For this the nightBuilt up its stars and silences;For this the royal summer came,Wrapped in her robes of balmy flame,—This moment pausing on its flight!
Midnight and June!A dreaming bird repeats his tune,—The sea replies;Perfume and hush and shadow still,But nothing as it was before,Subtly and strangely all made o'erWith love's unsealing of the eyes!
VII. UNDER THE WINDOW.
The hours that bear thy beauty prize Star after star sinks numbering;The laden wind at thy lattice sighs To find thee slumbering, slumbering!
