•   in the still, star-lit night,
    By the full fountain and the willow-tree,
      I walked, and not alone—
    A spirit walked with me!

      A shade fell on the grass;
    Upon the water fell a deeper shade:
      Something the willow stirred,
    For to and fro it swayed.

      The grass was in a quiver,
    The water trembled, and the willow-tree...

  • I feel the breath of the summer night,
        Aromatic fire:
    The trees, the vines, the flowers are astir
        With tender desire.

    The white moths flutter about the lamp,
        Enamoured with light;
    And a thousand creatures softly sing
        A song to the night!

    But I am alone, and how can I sing
        Praises to thee?
    ...