Love in a Garden by Madison Cawein — Read

I. Between the rose's and the canna's crimson, / Beneath her window in the night I stand; / The jeweled dew hangs little stars, in rims, on / The white moonflowers -- each a spirit hand / That points the path to mystic shadowland.

Awaken, sweet and fair! / And add to night thy grace! / Suffer its loveliness to share / The white moon of thy face, / The darkness of thy hair. / Awaken, sweet and fair!