CALM summer eves that once did hide The loving bliss of man and maid, Have kept their sweetness sanctified Beneath the mingled maple shade. And under the dim leafy arc That heard their vows so fond and fain, It seems as though we still may hark Dead lovers ope their lips again. The mysteries they babble low Stir strange discomfort in the breast Of those that solitary go With ancient dreams all laid to rest. And slowly they seek open air Where beams still set the boughs afire, Like agéd crones that quake to hear The kisses of their old desire. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A WINTER NIGHT by WILLIAM BARNES THE WORN WEDDING-RING by WILLIAM COX BENNETT A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 10. THE DYING FALL by THOMAS CAMPION OF BEAUTY by EVA K. ANGLESBURG A LOVE BARGAINE by JOSEPH BEAUMONT |