I TINY queen, Lelloine! Little eyes laugh out between Dimpled fingers that were busy But a weary moment since Mischief-making -- for she is a Match for Puck, the fairy prince! She must ever be advancing Some new prank; and laughing, dancing, Disappearing at the door, Like a sunbeam leaving shaded All that was so bright before -- Like a sunbeam leaving faded Flowers on the floor. O, you joking, dear provoking, Little laughing Lelloine! II Calm, serene, Lelloine! Lying lily-like between The blurred leaves of life and love That our wet eyes bend above, Lisp nor laughter on the lips: Two white rose-leaves now eclipse Such of glances as the chance Dimple dances in advance. Darling! Darling! tell us why You do neither laugh nor cry; Even though you moaned in pain, We could be so glad again! What unchanging smile is this That we shudder so to kiss? Hearts are leaning low to glean All your meaning, Lelloine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO A MOUNTAIN DAISY by ROBERT BURNS THE REMEDY WORSE THAN THE DISEASE by MATTHEW PRIOR CONSIDER by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI INSPIRATION (2) by HENRY DAVID THOREAU EPIGRAM by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM HIS PRAYER TO PECUNIA by RICHARD BARNFIELD CHORUS OF A SONG THAT MIGHT HAVE BEEN WRITTEN BY ALBERT CHEVALIER by HENRY MAXIMILIAN BEERBOHM |