Under a crystal moon the peacock shawls Revolve and circle. Lanterns of painted silk Swing above a seller of perfumed dolls. Girls, whose hair is dressed like sailing swans, Bear baskets of yellow apples, jars of milk, Which they exchange for tarnished coins of bronze; While near at hand, singers with cherry-wreaths Make music that is cool in throat and mouth, An echo of the wind that scarcely breathes. I saw one girl, suddenly growing bold, Bite her apple and pass it to a youth Who hid it, as though the yellow fruit were gold. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE MORAL FABLES: THE SHEEP AND THE DOG by AESOP EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 21. 'TIS CONSTANCY THAT GAINS THE PRIZE by PHILIP AYRES PASCAL'S CHARACTER OF HIMSELF by JOHN BYROM LINES [WRITTEN] IN THE TRAVELLER'S BOOK AT ORCHOMENUS by GEORGE GORDON BYRON EPITAPH ON TOMBSTONE ERECTED OVER MARQUIS OF ANGLESEA'S LEG by GEORGE CANNING |