LIFE-YIELDING fragrance of our mother earth! Benignant breath exhaled from summer showers! -- All Nature dimples into smiles of flowers, From unclosed woodland, to trim garden girth; -- These perfumes softening the harsh soul of dearth, Are older than old Shinar's arrogant towers, -- And touched with visions of rain-freshened hours, On Syrian hill-slopes 'ere the patriarch's birth! Nay! the charmed fancy plays a subtler part! -- Lo! banished Adam, his large, wondering eyes Fixed on the trouble of the first dark cloud! Lo! tremulous Eve, -- a pace behind, how bowed, -- Not dreaming, 'midst her painful pants of heart, What balm shall fall from yonder ominous cloud! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LAND OF DREAMS by WILLIAM BLAKE THE TWO MYSTERIES by MARY ELIZABETH MAPES DODGE ROUTE MARCH by CHARLES HAMILTON SORLEY IMPROMPTU ON CHARLES II (2) by JOHN WILMOT HE REMEMBERS FORGOTTEN BEAUTY by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE POET'S SOLILOQUY by E. M. AVERILL FRAGMENTS INTENDED FOR DEATH'S JEST-BOOK: COUNTENANCE FOREBODING EVIL by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THE BRIDES' TRAGEDY: ACT 3, SCENE 2 by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |