UP those Museum steps you came,
And straightway all my blood was flame,
O Lallie, Lallie !
The world (I had been feeling low)
In one short moment's space did grow
A happy valley.
There was a friend, my friend, with you;
A meagre dame in peacock blue
This poet-heart went pit-a-pat;
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem