From earth I seem to wing my flight,
When thy sweet gaze meets mineI dream I quaff ethereal dew,When my own form I mirrored viewIn those blue eyes divine!Blest notes from Paradise afar,Or strains from some benignant starEnchant my ravished ear:My Muse feels then the shepherd’s hourWhen silvery tones of magic powerEscape those lips so dear!Young Loves around thee fan their wings–Behind, the…
Where sails the ship?–It leads the Tyrian forth
Be kind, ye seas–winds, lend your gentlest wing,May in each creek sweet wells restoring spring!–To you, ye gods, belong the merchant!–o’erThe waves his sails the wide world’s goods explore;And, all the while, wherever waft the galesThe wide world’s good sails with him as he sails!
When the column of light on the waters is glassed,
But wave after wave through the glory has passed,Just catches, and flies as it catches, the beamSo honors but mirror on mortals their light;Not the man but the place that he passes is bright.
By love are blest the gods on high,
When love to him is given;‘Tis love that makes the heavens shineWith hues more radiant, more divine,And turns dull earth to heaven!In Pyrrha’s rear (so poets sangIn ages past and gone),The world from rocky fragments sprang–Mankind from lifeless stone.Their soul was but a thing of night,Like stone and rock their heart;The flaming torch of heaven…