• Surprised by joy—impatient as the Wind
    I turned to share the transport—Oh! with whom
    But Thee, long buried in the silent Tomb,
    That spot which no vicissitude can find?
    Love, faithful love, recalled thee to my mind—
    But how could I forget thee?—Through what power,
    Even for the least division of an hour,
    Have I been so beguiled as to be blind
    To my...

  • I’ve watched you now a full half-hour,
    Self-poised upon that yellow flower;
    And, little Butterfly! indeed
    I know not if you sleep or feed.
    How motionless!—not frozen seas
    More motionless! and then
    What joy awaits you, when the breeze
    Hath found you out among the trees,
    And calls you forth again!

    This plot of orchard-ground is ours;
    My trees...

  • I arise from dreams of thee
    In the first sweet sleep of night,
    When the winds are breathing low,
    And the stars are shining bright.
    I arise from dreams of thee,
    And a spirit in my feet
    Hath led me—who knows how?
    To thy chamber window, Sweet!

    The wandering airs they faint
    On the dark, the silent stream—
    And the champak’s odours
    ...

  • I read, dear friend, in your dear face
    Your life’s tale told with perfect grace;
    The river of your life, I trace
    Up the sun-chequered, devious bed
    To the far-distant fountain-head.

    Not one quick beat of your warm heart,
    Nor thought that came to you apart,
    Pleasure nor pity, love nor pain
    Nor sorrow, has gone by in vain;

    But as some lone...

  • We have been friends together,
    In sunshine and in shade;
    Since first beneath the chestnut-trees
    In infancy we played.
    But coldness dwells within thy heart,
    A cloud is on thy brow;
    We have been friends together—
    Shall a light word part us now?

    We have been gay together;
    We have laugh’d at little jests;
    For the fount of hope was gushing...

  • As often-times the too resplendent sun
    Hurries the pallid and reluctant moon
    Back to her sombre cave, ere she hath won
    A single ballad from the nightingale,
    So doth thy Beauty make my lips to fail,
    And all my sweetest singing out of tune.

    And as at dawn across the level mead
    On wings impetuous some wind will come,
    And with its too harsh kisses break...

  • Baiser ! rose trémière au jardin des caresses !
    Vif accompagnement sur le clavier des dents
    Des doux refrains qu’Amour chante en les cœurs ardents,
    Avec sa voix d’archange aux langueurs charmeresses !

    Sonore et gracieux Baiser, divin Baiser !
    Volupté non pareille, ivresse inénarrable !
    Salut ! L’homme, penché sur ta coupe adorable,
    S’y grise d’un...