OH, her beauty was such that it dazzled my eyes Like a dreamer's, who, gazing in day-dying skies, Sees the snow of the clouds and the gold of the sun And the blue of the heavens all blended in one Indescribable luster of glorious light, Swooning into the moon of a mid-summer night. Oh, her beauty was such that I fancied her hair Was a cloud of the tempest, tied up with a glare Of pale purple lightning, that darted and ran Through the coils like the blood in the veins of a man: And from dark silken billows that girdled her free, Her shoulder welled up like the moon from the sea. Oh, her beauty was such, as I knelt, with the tips Of the fingers uplifted she snatched from my lips, And saw the white flood of her wrath as it dashed O'er the features, that one moment later had flashed From my vision forever, I raised not a knee Till I had thanked God for so rescuing me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SEVEN TIMES SIX [ - GIVING IN MARRIAGE] by JEAN INGELOW GLOIRE DE DIJON by DAVID HERBERT LAWRENCE COMPOSED AT NEIDPATH CASTLE, 1803 by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH THE REASON by LEONARD BACON (1887-1954) THE LAME SHEPHERD by KATHARINE LEE BATES ON AN INFANT UNBORN, AND THE MOTHER DYING IN TRAVAIL by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) |