MON cher Monsieur le Secretaire, Your song flits with me everywhere; It lights on Fancy's prow and sings Me on divinest voyagings: And when my ruler love would fain Be laid upon it -- high again It mounts, and hugs itself from me With rapturous wings -- still dwindlingly -- On! -- on! till but a @3ghost@1 is there Of song, Monsieur le Secretaire! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IVY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON RETURN (1) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON ECHO AND SILENCE by SAMUEL EGERTON BRYDGES SONNET, WRITTEN IN JANUARY 1817 by JOHN KEATS THE NIGHT COURT by RUTH COMFORT MITCHELL THREE BLIND MICE by MOTHER GOOSE |