WHAT hath life to charm us? Flowers Whose sweet lips have ever sung Carols from the fields and bowers, In perfume's universal tongue. Choral fairies bright and merry! Hark! I hear your silver bells, Chiming from the tufted dells A May-day welcome -- hey down derry! Hark again! those jocund calls Are Echo's voice, who loves to mock The laughter of the waterfalls That leap for joy from rock to rock. And now the winds their organ ply, Tuned to the music of the birds, And rustling leaves and lowing herds, O! what a thrilling harmony! Joys there are of wider scope, -- Our social and domestic ties, Faith, love, charity, and hope, With all their mingled ecstacies. And mental bliss that never cloys, But charms the head and thrills the heart; Life! how grand a boon thou art! Life! how sumless are thy joys! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FACADE: 22. ALONE by EDITH SITWELL THE WANDERER: 2. IN FRANCE: AUX ITALIENS by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON PHANTOM by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE CUPBOARD by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE TO CORINTH by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR |