THE perfume of the garden blows Fill'd full with scent of musk and rose; The little bay beneath us here Is like a woman's jeweled hair, Studded with sparkling shafts of light Reflected from the diamond'd height. And somewhere in the grove is heard The passion of some love-lorn bird; And you, my dear, beside me here With joy around us everywhere. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HEREDITY by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH RUINES OF ROME by JOACHIM DU BELLAY THE MAIZE by WILLIAM WHITEMAN FOSDICK THE LOST SHEEP by SARAH PRATT MCCLAIN GREENE THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 19. SILENT NOON by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI ADONAIS; AN ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF JOHN KEATS by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY |