| Arthur Quiller-Couch, comp. The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse. 1922. | | | | Fiorentina | | By Ernest Myers (1844–1921) |
| | | O SURELY surely life is fair, | |
| And surely surely hearts are true; | |
| Be witness, balm of April air, | |
| And boundless depth of midnight blue. | |
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| The trouble of an hour ago, | 5 |
| That seem’d to gather round our way, | |
| Is vanish’d as the last-year snow | |
| That hid the hills of Fesole. | |
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| And softly still the moonlight falls, | |
| O love, and makes for thee and me | 10 |
| An Eden ’mid the bay-leaf walls, | |
| The fragrant bowers of Boboli. | |
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| How gently o’er our spirits move | |
| The golden hours we fear’d would die! | |
| The very flame that threaten’d Love | 15 |
| Has lent us light to see him by. | | | | |
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