A something in a summer's Day

A something in a summer's Day
As slow her flambeaux burn away
Which solemnizes me.

A something in a summer's noon --
A depth -- an Azure -- a perfume --
Transcending extasy.

And still within a summer's night
A something so transporting bright
I clap my hands to see --

Then vail my too inspecting face
Lest such a subtle -- shimmering grace
Flutter too far for me --

The wizard fingers -- never rest --
The purple brook within the breast
Still chafes it's narrow bed --

Still rears the East her amber Flag --
Guides still the Sun along the Crag
His Caravan of Red

So looking on -- the night -- the morn
Conclude the wonder gay --
And I meet, coming thro' the dews
Another summer's Day!