The Spirit of Air


Walter de la Mare

Coral and clear emerald,

And amber from the sea,

Lilac-colored amethyst,


The lovely Spirit of Air

Floats on a cloud and doth ride

Clad in the beauties of earth

Like a bride.

So doth she haunt me; and words

Tell but a tithe of the tale

Sings all the sweetness of Spring

Even in the nightingale?

Nay, but in echoes she cries

Of the valley of love;

Dews on the thorns of her feet,

And darkness above.

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