One night when early winter had begun With gusty snows and frosty stars to keep Our lives still closer, and our love more deep Than even in autumn wanderings with the sun, One night when we together, one-and-one, Were sitting in the cushioned window-space, Planning some purple flower-beds for the place After our marriage, with new vines to run About the basement wall; one night when time Seemed all to come, and at its coming ours, And we (as by an irony, sublime In its gaunt mockery of human powers!) Drifted at last backward to clime and clime And years and years of uncompanioned hours, | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CANCIONEROS: 2 by CRISTOBAL DE CASTILLEJO THE ARGUMENT OF HIS BOOK by ROBERT HERRICK ON CATULLUS by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR SORROW by DAVID HERBERT LAWRENCE WHEN LET BY RAIN by EDWARD TAYLOR CHOEPHOROI: ORESTES GOES MAD by AESCHYLUS STRANGE FILAMENT by LILLIAN M. (PETTES) AINSWORTH A HINT FROM THE BEGINNING OF THE THIRD SATIRE OF JUVENAL by PHILIP AYRES |