The Spirit of Air

Coral and clear emerald,

And amber from the sea,

Lilac-coloured amethyst,

Chalcedony;

The lovely Spirit of Air

Floats on a cloud and doth ride,

Clad in the beauties of earth

Like a bride.

So doth she haunt me; and words

Tell but a tithe of the tale.

Sings all the sweetness of Spring

Even in the nightengale?

Nay, but with echoes she cries

Of the valley of love;

Dews on the thorns of her feet,

And darkness above.