Many a musing eye returns to thee,Against the formal street disconsolate,Who kept in green domains thy bridal state,With young tide-waters leaping at thy knee;And lest the ravening smoke, and enmityCorrode thee quite, thy lover sighs, and straightDesires thee safe afar, too graceful gate!Throned on a terrace of the Boboli.Nay, nay, thy use is here. Stand queenly thusTill the next fury; teach the time and usLeisure and will to draw a serious breath:Not wholly where thou art the soul is cowed,Nor the fooled capital proclaims aloudBarter is god, while Beauty perisheth.
Many a musing eye returns to thee,Against the formal street disconsolate,Who kept in green domains thy bridal state,With young tide-waters leaping at thy knee;And lest the ravening smoke, and enmityCorrode thee quite, thy lover sighs, and straightDesires thee safe afar, too graceful gate!Throned on a terrace of the Boboli.Nay, nay, thy use is here. Stand queenly thusTill the next fury; teach the time and usLeisure and will to draw a serious breath:Not wholly where thou art the soul is cowed,Nor the fooled capital proclaims aloudBarter is god, while Beauty perisheth.
Many a musing eye returns to thee,
Against the formal street disconsolate,
Who kept in green domains thy bridal state,
With young tide-waters leaping at thy knee;
And lest the ravening smoke, and enmity
Corrode thee quite, thy lover sighs, and straight
Desires thee safe afar, too graceful gate!
Throned on a terrace of the Boboli.
Nay, nay, thy use is here. Stand queenly thus
Till the next fury; teach the time and us
Leisure and will to draw a serious breath:
Not wholly where thou art the soul is cowed,
Nor the fooled capital proclaims aloud
Barter is god, while Beauty perisheth.