And makes thee a dream and a passion
In the souls of all poets forever,
While from thy fire thou dost fashion
Beauty and music and art that shall perish, O, never!
TO MARIE JOSEPHINE GIRARD, QUEEN OF THE FÉLIBRES
ON HER WEDDING-DAY
Queens have there been of many a fair domain
Of arts, of hearts, of lands.
Thy sovereignty a threefold realm commands
Who o'er Provence, and Poetry, and Love dost reign.
INSCRIPTION FOR A TOWER IN FLORENCE
(WRITTEN FOR THE CHATELAINE)
I
Four-walled is my tower:
The first wall is for the dawn that comes from Vallombrosa,
The second wall is for the day that fills with soft fire the green vase of Tuscany,
The third is for the evening twilight that darkens from the Valley of the Arno,
The fourth is for the night and the stars of night.
II
Four-walled is my tower:
One wall is for the South and the sun,
One is for the West and for memory,
