The low and measured dip of oars Falls softly on my ear Blent with the tender evening song, Of some swart gondolier.
I deemed upon that day when first I knew So many peerless beauties blent in one, That, like an eagle gazing on the sun, Mine eyes might fix on the least part of you.
And was it but a dream, that faint perfume, Blent of loose tress and soft lips joined to mine, Those fair white arms that did my neck entwine, That neck's sweet warmth, that smooth cheek's floral bloom?
It is a picture of what every life should be, of what every life must be, which has taken as its pattern the Perfect Life in which work and prayer are blent like bells of sweet accord.
Suffice unto thy good, though it be small; For hoard hath hate, and climbing tickleness; Praise hath envy, and weal is blent over all.
And earth and heaven seem'd chaos, as delighted Earthheaven were blent round the belovèd one!