Spring Night
The park is filled with night and fog, The veils are drawn1 about the world, The drowsy2 lights along the paths Are dim and pearled.
Gold and gleaming the empty streets, Gold and gleaming the misty3 lake, The mirrored lights like sunken swords, Glimmer4 and shake.
Oh, is it not enough to be Here with this beauty over me？ My throat should ache with praise, and I Should kneel in joy beneath the sky. O, beauty, are you not enough？ Why am I crying after love, With youth, a singing voice, and eyes To take earth's wonder with surprise？
Why have I put off my pride, Why am I unsatisfied, —— I, for whom the pensive5 night Binds6 her cloudy hair with light, ——I, for whom all beauty burns Like incense8 in a million urns7？ O beauty, are you not enough？ Why am I crying after love？
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