OH! sweet and soft, Returning oft, As oft they pass benignly, The warm June breezes come and go, Through golden rounds of murmurous flow, At length to sigh, Wax faint and die, Far down the panting primrose sky, Divinely! Though soft and low These breczes blow, Their voice is passion's wholly; And ah! our hearts go forth to meet The burden of their music sweet, Ere yet it sighs, Faints, falters, dies, Down the rich path of sunset skies -- Half glad, half melancholy! Bend, bend thine ear! Oh! hark and hear What vows each blithe new-comer, Each warm June breeze that comes and goes, Is whispering to the royal rose, And star-pale lily, trembling nigh, Ere yet in subtlest harmony Its murmurs die, Wax faint and die, On thy flushed bosom, passionate sky, Of youthful summer! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MELANCHOLIA by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR LILIES: 9. BENEATH LOFTIER STARS by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) PSALM 86 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE NO MORE DREAMING by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE EURYDICE by FRANCIS WILLIAM BOURDILLON |