Clouds rosy-tinted in the setting sun, br Depths of the azure eastern sky between, br Plains where the poplar-bordered highways run, br Patched with a hundred tints of brown and green, -- br Beauty of Earth, when in thy harmonies br The cannon's note has ceased to be a part, br I shall return once more and bring to these br The worship of an undivided heart. br Of those sweet potentialities that wait br For my heart's deep desire to fecundate br I shall resume the search, if Fortune grants; br And the great cities of the world shall yet br Be golden frames for me in which to set br New masterpieces of more rare romance.