The Muses' friend (grey-eyed Aurora) yet Held all the meadows in a cooling sweat, The milk-white gossamers not upwards snow'd, Nor was the sharp and useful-steering goad...
O word and thing most beautiful! Our yesterday was cold and dull, Gray mists obscured the setting sun, Its evening wept with sobbing rain; But to and fro, mid shrouding night,...
'Tis the hour when white-horsed Day Chases Night her mares away; When the Gates of Dawn (they say) Phobus opes: And I gather that the Queen May be uniformly seen, Should the weather be serene,...
O now the crimson east, its fire-streak burning, Tempts me to wander 'neath the blushing morn, Winding the zig-zag lane, turning and turning, As winds the crooked fence's wilder'd thorn....
O'er Time's mighty billows borne, Angels lead the purple morn; Chasing far the shades of night From the burning throne of light: Where their glorious wings unfold, There the east is streaked with gold;...
Above the skirts of yellow clouds, The god-like Sun, arrayed In blinding splendour, swiftly rose, And looked athwart the glade; The sleepy dingo watched him break The bonds that curbed his flight;...
Oh thou cruel deadly-lovely maiden, Tell me what great sin have I committed, That thou keep'st me to the rack thus fasten'd, That thou hast thy solemn promise broken? ...
Let Taylor preach upon a morning breezy How well to rise while nights and larks are flying - For my part getting up seems not so easy By half as lying.
The dappled die-away Cheek and wimpled lip, The gold-wisp, the airy-grey Eye, all in fellowship - This, all this beauty blooming, This, all this freshness fuming, Give God while worth consuming....
Far above us where a jay Screams his matins to the day, Capped with gold and amethyst, Like a vapour from the forge Of a giant somewhere hid, Out of hearing of the clang...