It had to be. She from his weariness Discerned a world of unsuspected things; And though she leapt to meet his swift caress She feared a trail of dim imaginings. He drew to him her half-unwilling eyes, And gazing, learned of wistfulness for joy: Her singing words gave him desired surprise, Waking his memory of a lyric boy. She thought they loved. At any rate they lay A moment in each other's arms and parted: He unbereft, and, in his fashion, gay; She, startled and undone and sorry-hearted. But if she gave to his satiety To no avail, what then? It had to be. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CRUISE OF THE MONITOR [MARCH 9, 1862] by GEORGE M. BAKER LORD ALCOHOL; SONG by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES FIRST BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 7 by THOMAS CAMPION AFTER A VISIT by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR ESTONIAN BRIDAL SONG by JOHANN GOTTFRIED VON HERDER KNOWLEDGE by HENRY DAVID THOREAU THE ITALICS ARE RICHARD GIFFORD'S by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS |