LITTLE Princess of the small slipper, And the great heart, Here is my gift, see! (From all other gifts apart): A little token of ivory, White, like thy flesh, Flushed as thy lips. With a mesh Of carven figures bordering the edges: Sailing ships By river ledges Where brown girls leap Into the waters deep; And tranced peach trees Guarding their sanctities. . . . Little Princess, see! And in the pool, a mirrored me Making obeisance to thee, Little Princess of the fan, and the almond eyes, With the bird-of-paradise Woven into thy gown Up and down, And crosswise. . . . Oh, the sandal-scent of thy breath! One word, for life or death? Speak, little Princess! The orioles sing above: Is the one word, -- love? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CATARINA TO CAMOENS by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING ON THE DEITY by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD TO ALEXIS IN ANSWER TO HIS POEM AGAINST FRUITION by APHRA BEHN FORMALITY AND THE SOUL: 2. JAMES MACNEIL WHISTLER by KARL W. BIGELOW TWO QUESTIONS by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE A LEGEND OF THE MOON by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON |