When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom’d,
And the great star early droop’d
in the western sky in the night,
in the western sky in the night,
I mourn’d,
and yet shall mourn
with ever-returning spring.
and yet shall mourn
with ever-returning spring.
Ever-returning spring,
trinity sure to me you bring,
Lilac blooming perennial
and drooping star in the west,
and drooping star in the west,
And thought of him I love.
"When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom'd"
-Walt Whitman
Lilac
(1901)
Edmund Leighton
Purple Lilac
My favorite May flower!
Dancing a ring-around in glee..."
Winds of May
May's Full Flower Moon
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes;
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express,
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!
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