Song of Apple-trees, honeysweet and murmurous, Where the swallows flash and shimmer as they third the foamwhite maze, Breaths of far-off Avalon are blown to us, come down to us, Avalon of the Heart's Desire, Avalon of the Hidden Ways! Song of Apple-blossom, when the myriad leaves are gleaming Like undersides of small green waves in foam of shallow seas, One may dream of Avalon, lie dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, Till wandering through dim vales of dusk the stars hang in the trees. Song of Apple-trees, honeysweet and murmurous, When the night-wind fills the branches with a sound of muffled oars, Breaths of far-off Avalon are blown to us, come down to us, Avalon of the Heart's Desire, Avalon of the Hidden Shores. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...W'EN I GITS HOME by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR A VISION OF CONNAUGHT IN THE THIRTEENTH CENTURY by JAMES CLARENCE MANGAN A LAMENT by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES HOW DO I KNOW? by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON FRAGMENT FROM THE MONK OF ATHOS by GEORGE GORDON BYRON MASQUE AT THE MARRIAGE OF THE LORD HAYES: SONG by THOMAS CAMPION |