Against the world I closed my heart, And, half in pride and half in fear, I said to Love and Lust: Depart, None enters here. A gipsy witch has glided in, She takes her seat beside my fire; Her eyes are innocent of sin, Mine of desire. She holds me with an unknown spell, She folds me in her heart's embrace; If this be love, I cannot tell: I watch her face. Her sombre eyes are happier Than any joy that found a voice; Since I am happiness to her, I too rejoice. And I have closed the door again, Against the world I close my heart; I hold her with my spell; in vain Would she depart. I hold her with a surer spell, Beyond her magic, and above: If hers be love, I cannot tell, But mine is love | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BROOKLYN BRIDGE [MAY 24, 1883] by EDNA DEAN PROCTOR ON THE LIFE OF MAN by WALTER RALEIGH THE TROOP SHIP by ISAAC ROSENBERG PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 16. AL-KAHHAR by EDWIN ARNOLD PSALM 40. EXPECTANS EXPECTAVI by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE THE IDEAL by ANNE CHARLOTTE LYNCH BOTTA |