Classic Poem

I SAID TO THE ROSE .

I SAID to the Rose,
" Thy Palace close,
For the Summer is gone before! "
I said to the Lark,
" The Night is dark,
And the Morning will come no more! "

But behold, behold,
From the Misty Fold,
That beautiful Image seems,
With lifted veil,
To give me " Hail, "
And to beckon me Home in dreams!

And again the hush
Of my heart is a flush
And a flood of glad refrains!
And the dying Night
Is wrapt in a white,
Strange death-sheet of sweet strains!