Prelude - Lohengrin
Read 'Prelude - Lohengrin' by 'Algernon Charles Swinburne' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
Love, out of the depth of things,
As a dewfall felt from above,
From the heaven whence only springs
Love,
Love, heard from the heights thereof,
The clouds and the watersprings,
Draws close as the clouds remove.
And the soul in it speaks and sings,
A swan sweet-souled as a dove,
An echo that only rings
Love.
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