Memory, with the Twilight's dusky light, Reddening, trembles on the burning sky's Hope-filled horizon: flames that, in their height, Glimmering backward, forward, seem to rise Like some mysterious wall, where, trellis-wise, Many a flower lies in the gathering night -Buttercup, dahlia, tulip, lily white- Spread, basking in their heavy-perfumed sighs, Hot, torpid-breathed, whose poisons mesmerize -Buttercup, dahlia, tulip, lily white- And drown my mind, my soul, my ears, my eyes In one consuming swoon, where, listless, lies Memory, with the Twilight's dusky light. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 31 by PHILIP SIDNEY THE OTHER WORLD by HARRIET BEECHER STOWE FOOTLIGHT MOTIFS: 1. MRS. VERNON CASTLE by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS LINES ON EXODUS 3:14 by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD BRUCE: INTRODUCTION by JOHN BARBOUR PSALM 103 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |