A something in a summer's Day
A something in a summer’s Day
As slow her flambeaux burn away
Which solemnizes me.
A something in a summer’s noon
A depth an Azure a perfume
Transcending ecstasy.
And still within a summer’s night
A something so transporting bright
I clap my hands to see
Then veil my too inspecting face
Lets such a subtle shimmering grace
Flutter too far for me
The wizard fingers never rest
The purple brook within the breast
Still chafes it narrow bed
Still rears the East her amber Flag
Guides still the sun along the Crag
His Caravan of Red
So looking on the night the morn
Conclude the wonder gay
And I meet, coming thro’ the dews
Another summer’s Day!
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