PALE Ilaria, Beauty's daughter, Does your face beneath the water, Glimmering darkly up between us, Hint to you another Venus Shaping there From throat to hair Swirling in the water? Lo, my hand dissolves in foaming All the wonder that was coming, Yet I nearly caught her. Dark Ilaria, why this dreaming, Rings and fingers dipt and streaming? Does your heart hold some reflection Of a dawning dim perfection, Eyes that hide Under a tide 'Wildering and streaming? Eyes not yours, that make replying, Ever sinking, never dying? Lean down to meet that gleaming. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CLOD AND THE PEBBLE, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE THE BALLAD OF BITTER FRUIT by THEODORE FAULLAIN DE BANVILLE SONG: 5 by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD AUTUMN; WRITTEN IN THE GROUNDS OF MARTIN COLE, ESQ. by BERNARD BARTON MY GARDEN by CLARA MCKEE BEEDE HIS ALLY by WILLIAM ROSE BENET |