Stay Summer Breath Summer breath, Summer breath, whisp’ring low, Wand’ring in the darkness, where would’st thou go? Wilt thou not linger and perfume the night, With the Fragrance thou’st gather’d in regions of light? Dost sigh for the rose, would’st though visit her bower, Or sport with the mist till the coming of day; Or art thou seeking some modest … Weiterlesen →