SECRET and soft as a summer cloud that blooms From hid Hesperides into our skies, And smiling comes abroad, but no man's eyes Will watch it till it troops with common glooms, A fancy, look, floats lustrous into view, With Eden's god-life on its radiant brow; Its proud advance proclaims, "The world is new"; The mind half sees; looks thence, again looks -- Now? But by these deaths, these profanations schooled -- For Beauty is no jealous god, but still Regards us as less wicked than befooled -- One May-day when the young myth tops the hill There pure and patient shall my gaze ascend To win my heart a glory without end. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DIRGE OF RORY O'MORE; 1642 by AUBREY THOMAS DE VERE AN UNTIMELY THOUGHT by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE DEAD OF THE WILDERNESS by CHAIM NACHMAN BIALIK PSALM 83 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE A LEAVE-TAKING: 1 by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE FREEDOM IN MAH SOUL by DAVID WADSWORTH CANNON JR. AN ELEGY ON THE LADY PEN; SENT TO MY MISTRESS OUT OF FRANCE by THOMAS CAREW |