O tenderly the haughty day
Fills his blue urn with fire;
One morn is in the mighty heaven,
And one in our desire.


Ode, st. 1. - May-Day and Other Pieces (1867)


O tenderly the haughty day Fills his blue urn with fire; One morn is in the mighty heaven, And one in our desire.

O tenderly the haughty day Fills his blue urn with fire; One morn is in the mighty heaven, And one in our desire.

O tenderly the haughty day Fills his blue urn with fire; One morn is in the mighty heaven, And one in our desire.

O tenderly the haughty day Fills his blue urn with fire; One morn is in the mighty heaven, And one in our desire.