When lovely sounds about my ears Like winds in Eden's tree-tops rise, And make me, though my spirit hears, For very luxury close my eyes, Let none but friends be round about Who love the soothing joy like me, That so the charm be felt throughout, And all be harmony. And when we reach the close divine, Then let the hand of her I love Come with its gentle palm on mine, As soft as snow or lighting dove; And let, by stealth, that more than friend Look sweetness in my opening eyes, For only so such dreams should end, Or wake in Paradise. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...UNTITLED, 1968; FOR MARK ROTHKO by JAMES GALVIN THE SUICIDE by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE GREAT CAROUSAL by LOUIS UNTERMEYER FIRST OF MAY by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH THE LEAPING POLL by WILLIAM HERVEY ALLEN JR. THE HOUSE-WARMING; A LEGEND OF BLEEDING-HEART YARD by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM FIGHT! (HARVARD-DARTMOUTH FOOTBALL GAME, 1908) by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE |