... Body wakens with a sigh
From the spell that was half Death,
Smiles for freedom, blinks an eye
At the sun-commanded sky,
"O morning scent and treetop song,
Slow-rising smoke and nothing wrong!"
THE HILLS OF MAY
Walking with a virgin heart
... Body wakens with a sigh
From the spell that was half Death,
Smiles for freedom, blinks an eye
At the sun-commanded sky,
"O morning scent and treetop song,
Slow-rising smoke and nothing wrong!"
Walking with a virgin heart