Cynthia, as to thy power and thee We obey; Where we sang our room shall be -- Silence, stay Night-long with these lovers, they Each in each will find the needed; All they do and all they say Only by themselves be heeded. Goddess, pace the waves below, Let thy feet Glide like galleys when they row With even beat, May thy curved lamp in retreat Silvering shades above them blended Prove how, by immortal sweet Virgin, spouses are befriended. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MY SENSES DO NOT DECEIVE ME by MARIANNE MOORE JOHANNA PEDERSEN by KAREN SWENSON JEPHTHA'S DAUGHTER by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THE SELF-UNSEEING by THOMAS HARDY PROTHALAMION by EDMUND SPENSER FOR THOSE AT SEA; HYMN by WILLIAM WHITING LOVE IN A COTTAGE by NATHANIEL PARKER WILLIS VERSES WRITTEN ON THE BACK OF AN OLD VISITATION COPY OF ARMS by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |