The candour of the gods is in thy gaze, The strength of Dian in thy virgin hand, Commanding as the goddess might command, And lead her lovers into higher ways. Aye, the gods walk among us in these days, Had we the docile soul to understand; And me they visit in this joyless land, To cheer mine exile and receive my praise. For once, methinks, before the angels fell, Thou, too, didst follow the celestial seven Threading in file the meads of asphodel. And when thou comest, lady, where I dwell, The place is flooded with the light of heaven And a lost music I remember well. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE HOUSEKEEPER by ROBERT FROST BRIDAL SONG by GEORGE CHAPMAN (1559-1634) MODERN LOVE: 47 by GEORGE MEREDITH THE WATCH OF A SWAN by SARAH MORGAN BRYAN PIATT ON RECEIVING [THE FIRST] NEWS OF THE WAR by ISAAC ROSENBERG TICHBORNE'S ELEGY, WRITTEN IN THE TOWER BEFORE HIS EXECUTION by CHIDIOCK TICHBORNE |