Dear, they are praising your beauty, The grass and the sky: The sky in a silence of wonder, The grass in a sigh. I too would sing for your praising, Dearest, had I Speech as the whispering grass, Or the silent sky. These have an art for the praising Beauty so high. Sweet, you are praised in a silence, Sung in a sigh. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONG: WOO'D AND MARRIED AND A' by JOANNA BAILLIE HOLY POEMS: 3 by GEORGE BARKER THE AEOLIAN HARP; AT THE SURF INN by HERMAN MELVILLE ALBERT SIDNEY JOHNSTON [APRIL 6, 1862] by KATE BROWNLEE SHERWOOD THE PRAYER OF AGASSIZ by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER THE SWAN SONG OF PARSON AVERY by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER |