192 . A Summer Nocturne

NIGHT gave to Thee thy shadowy hair,

The star-shine brightens in thine eyes,

The languid sweetness of the dusk

Pervades thy soft replies.

The mystery of summer night

Is in Thy lightest action shown,

Hinting of sweet and subtile things

Known but to Thee alone.

Thine arms are as a longed-for rest,

Coming when day is done;

To lie at peace upon Thy breast

Is shadow after sun.