OUR myrtle is in flower ; Behold Love's power ! The glorious stamens' crowded force unfurled, Cirque beyond cirque At breathing, bee-like, and harmonious work ; The rose-patched petals backward curled, Falling away To let fecundity have perfect play. O flower, dear to the eyes Of Aphrodite, rise As she at once to bare, audacious bliss ; And bid us near Your prodigal, delicious hemisphere. Where thousand kisses breed the kiss That fills the room With languor of an acid, dark perfume! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...INCIDENT OF THE FRENCH CAMP by ROBERT BROWNING GOOD-BYE by RALPH WALDO EMERSON THE MOUNTAIN ECHO by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH ON SEEING THE SUN SHINE ... MY WINDOW FOR THE FIRST TIME IN THE YEAR by LUCY AIKEN TO SIGURD by KATHARINE LEE BATES SONNETS FOR NEW YORK CITY: 3 by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH |