@3Pierrot alone, And then Pierrette, And then a story to forget. Pierrot alone.@1 Pierrette among the apple boughs Come down and take a Pierrot's kiss, The moon is white upon your brows, Pierrette among the apple boughs, Your lips are cold, and I would set A rose upon your lips, Pierrette, A rosy kiss, Pierrette, Pierrette. @3And then Pierrette.@1 I've left my apple boughs, Pierrot, A shadow now is on my face, But still my lips are cold, and O No rose is on my lips, Pierrot, You laugh, and then you pass away Among the scented leaves of May, And on my face The shadows stay. @3And then a story to forget.@1 The petals fall upon the grass, And I am crying in the dark, The clouds above the white moon pass -- My tears are falling on the grass; Pierrot, Pierrot, I heard your vows And left my blossomed apple boughs, And sorrows dark Are on my brows. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MY LAST DUCHESS; FERRRA by ROBERT BROWNING THE VOICE OF SPRING by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS FALSTAFF'S SONG by EDMUND CLARENCE STEDMAN ON THE DESERTED VILLAGE by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD STANZAS TO HELEN M-- M-- by BERNARD BARTON MODERN MOSES, OR 'MY POLICY' MAN by JAMES MADISON BELL |