Like the breath spirituelle of spring -- Wafting two Florentine roses Down moon-laved white parterres To April's winged airs -- And then -- with lucid swiftness Like fancy's faery dreams -- Two dryads -- dancing -- seeking -- Where music fond is keeping Her rarest Pan-piped phrase -- Like the breath spirituelle of spring -- Wafting two Florentine roses Adown moon-tranced meads -- With delicate gesture they tread the air -- Bounding in arches divinely fair -- Where melody exhales -- Her flute-blown arpeggiare -- And Terpsichore discloses. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OMNES EODEM COGIMUR by AMMIANUS A SONNET. ON THE PICTURE OF CAVALIER GUARINI PAINTED BY BORGIANNI by PHILIP AYRES A THREAD OF HAIR by CHRISTOPHER BANNISTER A CHILD ASLEEP by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING A LEGEND OF THE DELAWARES by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT THE INDIAN GIRL'S LAMENT by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT THE WANDERER: 5. IN HOLLAND: FAILURE by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |