Shadows seen dimly go slithering by; Sinister footfalls so stealthily sly; Be they knave's, rascal's or dearest of friend's— Ghosts, through enchantment, disharmony lends, Commonplace lost in bewildering mist— Landmarks awry by vague mystery kissed. All the world moving—and I, too, move on; Shapes looming largely—quite near, and then gone; Fearful, I shun them—away from them steal; Should I have touched them—would they be real? I and my fellows, but pawns in the game; Souls touch but lightly—lives mingle in vain; Could we but banish the clouds that intrude, Then would we welcome a sweet interlude: True understanding all doubt would displace; Heaven revealing in each friendly face. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ANSWER TO PRAYER by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON TO A PACIFIST FRIEND by GEORGE SANTAYANA I LOOK IN MY HEART by SARA TEASDALE THE DISAPPOINTMENT by APHRA BEHN ON THE DEATH OF A CAT by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI DRINKING SONG, FR. THE SCHOOL FOR SCANDAL by RICHARD BRINSLEY SHERIDAN |