INTO the sunset's turquoise marge The moon dips, like a pearly barge Enchantment sails through magic seas To fairyland Hesperides, Over the hills and away. Into the fields, in ghost-gray gown, The young-eyed Dusk comes slowly down; Her apron filled with stars she stands, And one or two slip from her hands Over the hills and away. Above the wood's black caldron bends The witch-faced Night and, muttering, blends The dew and heat, whose bubbles make The mist and musk that haunt the brake Over the hills and away. Oh, come with me, and let us go Beyond the sunset lying low, Beyond the twilight and the night Into Love's kingdom of long light Over the hills and away. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...STUDY FOR A GEOGRAPHICAL TRAIL; 1. SEATTLE by CLARENCE MAJOR SONNET: 50 by GEORGE SANTAYANA A PHONECALL FROM FRANK O'HARA by ANNE WALDMAN ELEGY: 18. LOVES PROGRESS by JOHN DONNE TO THE SOUR READER by ROBERT HERRICK ALCAICS: TO H. F. BROWN by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON |