In eyes of mortal brown, a lusty mirth
Of deity delirious with desire:
Where danced the sacrifice to hornéd shrines,
And splashed the full libation blue as blood.—
Oh, to be drunk with dreaming! to inspire
The very soul of beauty whence it shines
Too lost for utterance yet understood!
In cogitation of what verdurous shades,
Dull-droning quietudes where wild-bees lolled
Suck, lulled in pulpy lilies of the glades,