LEAVES and rain and the days of the year, (Water-willow and wellaway,) All these fall, and my soul gives ear, And she is hence who once was here. (With a wind blown night and day.) Ah! but now, for a secret sign, (The willow's wan and the water white,) In the held breath of the day's decline Her very face seemed pressed to mine. (With a wind blown day and night.) O love, of my death my life is fain; (The willows wave on the water-way,) Your cheek and mine are cold in the rain, But warm they'll be when we meet again. (With a wind blown night and day.) Mists are heaved and cover the sky; (The willows wail in the waning light,) O loose your lips, leave space for a sigh,-- They seal my soul, I cannot die. (With a wind blown day and night.) Leaves and rain and the days of the year, (Water-willow and wellaway,) All still fall, and I still give ear, And she is hence, and I am here. (With a wind blown night and day.) | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GOLIATH AND DAVID by ROBERT RANKE GRAVES NIGHT AND DAY by SIDNEY LANIER THE KLONDIKE by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON VALENTINES TO MY MOTHER: 1884 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI CUSTER'S LAST CHARGE [JUNE 25, 1876] by FREDERICK WHITTAKER SOLOMON AND THE WITCH by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS |