So faint, so soft—the wind’s caress, Through flower-laden air, it sways, Endearing Nature holds her dress In fragrant patterns dreams will trace. The world dissolves in hues of jade, And in the heart, the music plays.
- George Gordon Lord Byron
So faint, so soft—the wind’s caress, Through flower-laden air, it sways, Endearing Nature holds her dress In fragrant patterns dreams will trace. The world dissolves in hues of jade, And in the heart, the music plays.