'O THAT mastering tune!' And up in the bed Like a lace-robed phantom springs the bride; 'And why?' asks the man she had that day wed, With a start, as the band plays on outside. 'It's the townsfolk's cheery compliment Because of our marriage, my Innocent.' 'O but you don't know! 'Tis the passionate air To which my old Love waltzed with me, And I swore as we spun that none should share My home, my kisses, till death, save he! And he dominates me and thrills me through, And it's he I embrace while embracing you!' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE POWER OF ART by GEORGE SANTAYANA ON A TREE FALLEN ACROSS THE ROAD (TO HEAR US TALK) by ROBERT FROST HYMN TO THE NIGHT by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW MR. FLOOD'S PARTY by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON A TEAMSTER'S FAREWELL by CARL SANDBURG ON KEATS, WHO DESIRED THAT ON HIS TOMB SHOULD BE INSCRIBED: by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY UNDERWOODS: BOOK 1: 25. MOTHER AND SON by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON |