SOFT, brown, smiling eyes, Looking back through years, Smiling through the mist of time, Filling mine with tears, On this sunny morn, While the grape- blooms swing In the scented air of June, - Why these memories bring ? II. Silky rippling curls, Tresses long ago Laid beneath the shaded sod Where the violets blow, - Why across the blue Of the peerless day Do ye droop to meet my own, Now all turned to gray? III. Voice whose tender tones Break in sudden mirth, Heard far back in boyhood's spring, Silent now on earth, Why so sweet and clear, While the bird and bee Fill the balmy summer air, Come your tones to me ? IV. Sweet, ah, sweeter far Than yon thrush's trill, Sadder, sweeter than the wind, Woods, or murmuring rill, Spirit words and songs O'er my senses creep. Do I breathe the air of dreams ? Do I wake or sleep? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ODE TO A HUMAN HEART by SAMUEL LAMAN BLANCHARD THE SICKNESS by CHARLES BUKOWSKI THE LEAK IN THE DIKE; A STORY OF HOLLAND by PHOEBE CARY A SHROPSHIRE LAD: 54 by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN THE VOYAGE OF MAELDUNE by ALFRED TENNYSON THE LAY OF THE OLD WOMAN CLOTHED IN GREY; A LEGEND OF DOVER by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM |