Pale globes of fragrant ripeness, amber grapes And purple, on a silver dish; a glass Of wine, in which light glows, and fires to pass Staining the damask, and in dance escapes; Two Venice goblets wrought in graceful shapes; A bowl of velvet pansies, wherein mass Blues, mauves, and purples; plumes of meadow-grass; And one ripe pomegranate, that splits and gapes, Protruding ruby seeds: a feast for eyes Better than all those topaz, beryl fruits Aladdin saw and coveted: these call, To minds contented and in leisure wise, Visions of blossoming boughs, and mossy roots, And peaches ripening on a sunny wall.