WE stood in the shrill electric light, Dumb and sick in the whirling din We who had all of love to say And a single second to say it in. "Good-by!" "Good-by!"--you turned to go, I felt the train's slow heavy start, You thought to see me cry, but oh My tears were hidden in my heart. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ACCIDENT IN ART by RICHARD HOVEY THE IVORY GATE: DIRGE by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES INOPPORTUNE by THOMAS H. BRIGGS JR. OUT IN THE FIELDS [WITH GOD] by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING ON A SCOTCH BARD, GONE TO THE WEST INDIES by ROBERT BURNS ODE TO A LADY WHOSE LOVER WAS KILLED BY A BALL by GEORGE GORDON BYRON |