“Out of the fragrant heart of bloom, The bobolinks are singing; Out of the fragrant heart of bloom The apple-tree whispers to the room, "Why art thou but a nest of gloom While the bobolinks are singing?” HeartArtRoomsTreeSingingApplesNestsGloomApple Trees Book:Poems Source: Poems
“We cannot kindle when we will The fire which in the heart resides, The spirit bloweth and is still, In mystery our soul abides: But tasks in hours of insight will'd Can be through hours of gloom fulfill'd.” HeartStillsSoulSpiritHoursFireMysteryTasksInsightGloomKindles Book:Dover Beach and Other Poems Source: Dover Beach and Other Poems