And can he spread wide songful burning wings And through the heavenly void thy spirit bear? And can he twine soft love-flowers in thine hair, Fresh with the pearly dew each new morn brings? Can he do any or all of these glad things?— And art thou unto him surpassing fair,— And is thy touch as sweet as summer air Circling the patient head of him who sings? And can he bring thee in his arms the bliss Of leaves and winds and seasons full of glee And endless tender roses,—hath he this Song-force of soul wherewith to encounter me? And can he give thee through his lips the kiss And living breath of all the inviolate sea? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ENOCH ARDEN by ALFRED TENNYSON SONNET: TO J.M.K. by ALFRED TENNYSON THE OWL (1) by ALFRED TENNYSON BIVOUAC ON A MOUNTAIN SIDE by WALT WHITMAN OUT OF THE VAST by AUGUSTUS WRIGHT BAMBERGER TO ONE BEREFT by ETHEL KNAPP BEHRMAN THE WASHER WOMAN'S SONG by WILLIAM BLAKE |