THESE flowers would lose their wistfulness, And dance to celebrate our love, This twilight stay her wing to bless If you were here! With your two hands for priceless cup This brook would yield the wine of life, And we in ecstasy would sup If you were here! I should not feel the pain of years Vibrating in the thrush's song, Nor watch the west through falling tears If you were here! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JOHANNA PEDERSEN by KAREN SWENSON REVELATION by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE LADY'S 'YES' by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING TO HIS WATCH, WHEN HE COULD NOT SLEEP by EDWARD HERBERT THE DEATH OF ADONIS by THEOCRITUS |