Destroyers and Other Verses/Sur la Rive Gauche

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Sur la Rive Gauche.
My heart is full of music,For the world is a-dance to-day,And my feet go tripping, trippingTo the melody of May.
The hum of a stirring cityComes pulsing up and down,Wind borne across the riverThe cadence of the town.
And sturdy plane-trees glimmerGrey through the eddying dust—Their leaves like paper windmillsWhirl in each tiny gust.
Bright ripples in the sunshineGo waltzing down the stream,And gaily set to cornersAt every balk and beam.
I wonder waiting, waiting,Will my lover's heart be gay,Attuned to the generous pipingAnd melody of May.
Paris, Spring, 1849.
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