by Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933)

Villa Serbelloni, Bellaggio
Language: English 
The fountain shivers lightly in the rain,
    The laurels drip, the fading roses fall, 
The marble satyr plays a mournful strain
    That leaves the rainy fragrance musical.

Oh dripping laurel, Phoebus sacred tree,
    Would that swift Daphne's lot might come to me, 
Then would I still my soul and for an hour
    Change to a laurel in the glancing shower.


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This text was added to the website: 2004-12-29
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