O wish that's vainer than the plash Of these wave-whimsies on the shore: "Give us a pearl to fill the gash - God, let our dead friend live once more!" ...
All faintly through my soul to-day, As from a bell that far away Is tinkled by some frolic fay, Floateth a lovely chiming. Thou magic bell, to many a fell...
Glooms of the live-oaks, beautiful-braided and woven With intricate shades of the vines that myriad-cloven Clamber the forks of the multiform boughs, - Emerald twilights, - Virginal shy lights,...