I SAW them last night in a box at the play -- Old age and young youth side by side. -- You might know by the glasses that pointed that way That they were -- a groom and a bride; And you might have known, too, by the face of the groom, And the tilt of his head, and the grim Little smile of his lip, he was proud to presume That we men were all envying him. Well, she was superb -- an Elaine in the face -- A Godiva in figure and mien, With the arm and the wrist of a Parian "Grace," And the high-lifted brow of a queen; But I thought, in the splendor of wealth and of pride, And her beauty's ostensible prize, I should hardly be glad if she sat by my side With that far-away look in her eyes. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LITTLE BLACK-EYED REBEL by WILLIAM MCKENDREE CARLETON THE ARROW AND THE SONG by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW SLEEPING BEAUTY by LOUISE VICTORINE ACKERMANN LAURENCE BLOOMFIELD IN IRELAND: 7. MIDSUMMER by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM |