THE western sky has begun to darken, The sun has set, and the wind is low; And waiting alone I sit and hearken As I used to hearken, ages ago, For a voice that now the winds know only -- The winds, and the stars, and the vacant night -- A presence that vanished and left me lonely, Reft of all that was heart's delight. I wait and listen -- no step draws nigh me; Full your world is -- empty is mine; Only the mocking wind sweeps by me, And flings me never a word or a sign. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VAIN TEARS, FR. THE QUEEN OF CORINTH by JOHN FLETCHER LULLABY OF A LOVER by GEORGE GASCOIGNE JOURNEY by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY COLUMBUS AND THE MAYFLOWER by RICHARD MONCKTON MILNES UNDOMESTICATED ANIMALS by BERTON BRALEY |