THE great white Moon is not so fair -- When not one trembling star will dare To shine within her zone of air. And lo, this blue-eyed maiden soon Moves lightly to the music's tune -- Light as a water-fly in June. As she goes spinning round and round, Her nimble toes, without a sound, Sip honey from the common ground. Like the humming-bird that, swift and strong, Will never suck but, flying along, Just lick the blossoms with his tongue. Dance, dance, thou blue-eyed wonder, dance! I still believe there's one small chance Thou'lt fall into my arms in a trance. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AD LESBIAM by GAIUS VALERIUS CATULLUS THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 101 by OMAR KHAYYAM PHILLIS INAMOROTA by LANCELOT ANDREWES BROTHER GENE by EVA K. ANGLESBURG A FARM NEAR ZILLEBEKE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |