A song of shadows: never glory was But it had some soft shadow that would lie On wall, on quiet water, on smooth grass, Or in the vistas of the phantasy: The shadow of the house upon the lawn, Upon the house the shadow of the tree, And through the moon-steeped hours unto the dawn The shadow of thy beauty over me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DAWN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE DARK HOUSE by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON THE DEAD ROVER by BERTON BRALEY THE HERETIC'S TRAGEDY by ROBERT BROWNING UPON A MISER THAT MADE A GREAT FEAST; THE NEXT DAY HE DIED FOR GRIEF by JOHN CLEVELAND THE MAN; ADDRESSED TO MY ALMA MATER by SAMUEL VALENTINE COLE |