名人诗歌|Summer Night

Nor waves the cypress^{3 in the palace walk；}

Nor winks^{4 the gold fin5 in the porphyry font：}

The firefly wakens： waken thou with me.

Now droops^{6 the milk-#CCCCFF peacock like a ghost}

And like a ghost she glimmers^{7 on to me.}

Now lies the Earth all Dana？ to the stars

And all thy heart lies open unto me.

Now slides the silent meteor on and leaves

A shining furrow^{8 as thy thoughts in me.}

Now folds the lily all her sweetness up

And slips into the bosom^{9 of the lake：}

So fold thyself my dearest thou and slip

Into my bosom and be lost in me.