Weave me a gorgeous garland Plaited with ferns and leaves, Twining earth's gayer blossoms; Only the spirit grieves! Lips should continue singing Songs which have always borne Voices to exultation; -- Why should mere voices mourn? Mind may with feet and body Tune to a fervid dance, Rhythmic beyond its music, Past reach of circumstance! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PSALM 104: THE MAJESTY AND MERCY OF GOD by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE VLAMERTINGHE: PASSING THE CHATEAU, JULY 1917 by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN INVERSNAID by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS ALONZO THE BRAVE AND THE FAIR IMOGINE by MATTHEW GREGORY LEWIS |