Magnolia Blooms

The broad magnolia's blooms are white,

Her blooms are large, as if the moon

Quite lost her way that dreamful night,

And lodged to wait the afternoon.

The white magnolia fills the night

With perfume, as the proud moon fills

The glad earth with her ample light

From out her awful sapphire hills.

Oh! vast white blossoms breathing love!

White bosom of my lady dead,

In your white heaven overhead

I look, and learn to look above.