Summer night

H. Willan

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!