Leaf, blossom, blade, hill, valley, stream, the calm unclouded sky,
Still mingle music with my dreams, as in the days gone by.
When summer’s loveliness and light fall round me dark and cold,
I’ll bear indeed life’s heaviest curse, a heart that hath waxed old.
William Motherwell, 1797–1835.
VIRTUE.
Sweet day! so calm, so bright,
The bridal of the earth and sky;
The dew shall weep thy fall to-night,
For thou must die.