THY hand my hand, Thine eyes my eyes, All of thee Caught and confused with me: My hand thy hand, My eyes thine eyes, All of me Sunken and discovered anew in thee. ... No: still A foreign mind, A thought By other yet uncaught; A secret will Strange as the wind: The heart of thee Bewildering with strange fire the heart in me. Hand touches hand, Eye to eye beckons, But who shall guess Another's loneliness? Though hand grasp hand, Though the eye quickens, Still lone as night Remain thy spirit and mine, past touch and sight. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LOVER PLEADS WITH HIS FRIENDS FOR OLD FRIENDS by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS HUMPTY DUMPTY RECITATION [OR, SONG] by CHARLES LUTWIDGE DODGSON BEYOND THE POTOMAC by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE SUMMER DAWN by WILLIAM MORRIS (1834-1896) MARE LIBERUM by HENRY VAN DYKE GROWING OLD by KARLE WILSON BAKER FRAGMENT (2) by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD TO A REDBREAST, THAT FLEW INTO A HOUSE ... by ELIZABETH BENTLEY |