Читать книгу Blooms of the Berry - Cawein Madison Julius - Страница 6

I dreamed last night once more I stood

Knee-deep in purple clover leas;

Your old home glimmered thro' its wood

Of dark and melancholy trees,

Where ev'ry sudden summer breeze

That wantoned o'er the solitude

The water's melody pursued,

And sleepy hummings of the bees.

And ankle-deep in violet blooms

Methought I saw you standing there,

A lawny light among the glooms,

A crown of sunlight on your hair;

Wild songsters singing every where

Made lightning with their glossy plumes;

About you clung the wild perfumes

And swooned along the shining air.

And then you called me, and my ears

Grew flattered with the music, led

In fancy back to sweeter years,

Far sweeter years that now are dead;

And at your summons fast I sped,

Buoyant as one a goal who nears.

Ah! lost, dead love! I woke in tears;

For as I neared you farther fled!