Classic Poem

The heliotrope's fragrant breath —
The subtle sweet of jasmine on the evening air —
The flowery mead, all radiant
With sympathetic pleasure
From the glowing kiss with which
The God of Day salutes its lovely face —
The whispering, snowy surf, wherewith
Old Ocean in his kindliest mood
Murmurs soft secrets to the willing sands —
The mingled joy and anguish thrilling us
In the weird plaints of Schubert —
Great Rossini's heaven-born strains —
All graceful, lovely things,
Lifting my soul to beatific state, —
Mnemosyne with flowery fetters
Binds to thee, my darling.