Elegiacs

Low flowing breezes are roaming the broad valley dimmed in the gloaming:

Thoro' the blackstemmed pines only the far river shines.

Creeping through blossomy rushes and bowers of rose-blowing bushes,

Down by the poplar tall rivulets babble and fall.

Barketh the shepherd-dog cheerly; the grasshopper carolleth clearly;

Deeply the turtle coos; shrilly the owlet halloos;

Winds creep; dews fall chilly: in her first sleep earth breathes stilly:

Over the pools in the burn watergnats murmur and mourn.

Sadly the far kine loweth: the glimmering water outfloweth:

Twin peaks shadowed with pine slope to the dark hyaline.

Lowthroned Hesper is stayéd between the two peaks; but the Naiad

Throbbing in mild unrest holds him beneath in her breast.

The antient poetess singeth, that Hesperus all things bringeth,

Smoothing the wearied mind: bring me my love, Rosalind.

Thou comest morning and even; she cometh not morning or even.

False-eyed Hesper, unkind, where is my sweet Rosalind?