I'LL go not alone, my sweetheart dear! With me thou must go now To the cheery, old, and cosy room In the dreary cold abode of gloom, Where at the door my mother keeps guard, And for her son's return looks hard. "Away from me, thou gloomy man! "Who bid thee come hither? "Thy hand's like ice, thine eye glows bright, "Thy breath is burning, thy cheek is white; -- "But I would rather my time beguile "With smell of roses and sun's sweet smile." The roses may smell, and the sun may shine, My darling sweetheart! Throw thy spreading white veil thy figure around, Make the chords of the echoing lyre resound, And sing a wedding song to me; The night-wind pipes the melody. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON AN OLD MUFF by FREDERICK LOCKER-LAMPSON LINES TO A BEAUTIFUL AND BUS-RIDING LADY by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS PSALM 12. SALVUM ME FAC by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE PATIENCE AND HOPE by EDWARD GEORGE EARLE LYTTON BULWER-LYTTON SPRING AND WINTER by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |