When twofold silence was the song of love

vwaffle posted Agee's Silent Noon which I used to sing in singing lessons. It reminded me of another piece I love and used to sing (in a gorgeous setting by Vaughn Williams) which describes a feeling I know full well.

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Silent Noon
by: Dante Gabriel Rossetti (1828 - 1882)

Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass,--
The finger-points look through like rosy blooms:
Your eyes smile peace. The pasture gleams and glooms
'Neath billowing skies that scatter and amass.
All round our nest, far as the eye can pass,
Are golden kingcup-fields with silver edge
Where the cow-parsley skirts the hawthorn-hedge.
'Tis visible silence, still as the hour-glass.

Deep in the sun-searched growths the dragon-fly
Hangs like a blue thread loosened from the sky:--
So this wing'd hour is dropt to us from above.
Oh! clasp we to our hearts, for deathless dower,
This close-companioned inarticulate hour
When twofold silence was the song of love.