Where through the open window I could see The supper-table in the golden light Of tall white candles -- brasses glinting bright On the black gleaming board, and crockery, Coloured like gardens of old Araby -- In your blue gown against the walls of white You stood adream, and in the starry night I felt strange loneliness steal over me. You stood with eyes upon the candle flame That kindled your thick hair to burnished gold, As in a golden spell that seemed to hold My heart's love rapt from me for evermore.... And then you stirred, and opening the door, Into the starry night you breathed my name. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NEED OF LOVING by STRICKLAND GILLILAN SONNET: TO FANNY by JOHN KEATS IDYLL 11. THE CYCLOPS by THEOCRITUS WEIGHTS AND MEASURES, BY OUR OWN TOM DALY by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 40. AL-MUKIT by EDWIN ARNOLD THE FINE LADY'S LIFE by HENRY CAREY (1687-1743) |