XIX
The domes of Pisa and her towers superb,
The myrtles and the ilexes that sigh
O’er San Giuliano, where no jars disturb
The lonely aziola’s evening cry,
The Serchio’s sun-kissed waters,—these conspired
With Plato’s theme occult, with Dante’s calm
Rapture of mystic love, and so inspired
Thy soul’s espousal psalm,
A strain of such elect and pure intent
It breathes of a diviner element.