The summer night fills heaven's remotest spheres
  With stars and meteors. And with fluttering fires
My heart's thrill'd deeps are throng'd by radiant tears
      And bright desires.

Heaven and my heart these summer glories share.
  Nor ever, since Latona brought to birth
The first New Moon, has summer night so fair
      Bless'd heaven and earth.

Heaven's own the stars are, and the meteors: mine
  The tears and the desires, that meteors are
And stars of another heaven, no less divine,
      Tho' not so far.

Tears into stars distill'd from that delight
  The nightingale to the sweet silence sings!
Desires that roam love's fervid infinite
      On flaming wings,

The meteor-pulses of its palpitant blue!
  And tears, desires, and stars, the night and I,
All, all, are tremulous with thoughts of you,
      Each thought a joy!