I spoke to the pale and heavy-lidded woman, and said: O pale and heavy-lidded woman, why is your cheek Pale as the dead, and what are your eyes afraid lest they speak? And the woman answered me: I am pale as the dead, For the dead have loved me, and I dream of the dead. But I see in the eyes of the living, as a living fire, The thing that my soul in triumph tells me I have forgot; And therefore my eyelids are heavy, and I raise them not, For always I see in the eyes of men the old desire, And I fear lest they see that I desire their desire. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WORK WITHOUT HOPE by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE SONG OF THE SMOKE by WILLIAM EDWARD BURGHARDT DU BOIS THE GODS AND THE WINDS by ALEXANDER ANDERSON EPITAPH FOR GAVIN HAMILTON by ROBERT BURNS MEDITATIONS FOR EVERY DAY IN PASSION WEEK: MONDAY by JOHN BYROM EPIGRAMS ON CASTLEREAGH by GEORGE GORDON BYRON |