Venus. <br /> <br />Frosty lies the winter-landscape, <br />In the twilight golden-green. <br />Down the Park's deserted alleys, <br />Naked elms stand stark and lean. <br /> <br />Dumb the murmur of the fountain, <br />Birds have flown from lawn and hill. <br />But while yonder star's ascendant, <br />Love triumphal reigneth still. <br /> <br />See the keen flame throb and tremble, <br />Brightening in the darkening night, <br />Breathing like a thing of passion, <br />In the sky's smooth chrysolite. <br /> <br />Not beneath the moon, oh lover, <br />Thou shalt gain thy heart's desire. <br />Speak to-night! The gods are with thee <br />Burning with a kindred fire.<br /><br />Emma Lazarus<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/song-123/
