Two lovers sit in a shadowy park, Amid a litter of fallen leaves. The air is still and cool and dark, As two lovers sit in a park, Amid the mouldering autumn leaves. The city thunders against the dark, Out there beyond the fallen leaves; Jarring night-caravans embark: The night her robe of darkness weaves Out of many and many and many a spark Smouldering above the fallen leaves. Two lovers sit in a shadowy park: They heed not the city which rages and grieves They mark not the menacing mocking dark, Nor the grey vapour over the leaves. Love laughs triumphantly in the dark Amid the sodden, rotten leaves. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...INCIDENT OF THE FRENCH CAMP by ROBERT BROWNING RELIGION by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR WILLIAM LLOYD GARRISON by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL THE POWER OF MUSIC by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH THE MORAL FABLES: THE FOX AND THE WOLF by AESOP |