Midnight long is over-past As we loiter, and the rain falls fast, As we loiter on your doorstep, And the rain falls fast. Will the watchful mother hear, As we whisper, is your mother near, Keeping there behind the curtain An attentive ear? But we have so much to say, As we linger, ere I go my way, In the dark upon your doorstep, We could talk till day. There is no one in the street, As I hold you in my arms, my sweet, As I kiss you on your doorstep, As I kiss you for good-night, my sweet. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A TERNARIE OF LITTLES, UPON A PIPKIN OF JELLIE by ROBERT HERRICK HERE LIES A LADY by JOHN CROWE RANSOM SONNET: 18 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE A SOUL'S SOLILOQUY by WENONAH STEVENS ABBOTT PERPLEXITY by LAWRENCE ALMA-TADEMA A MASQUE OF DEAD QUEENS by STANLEY E. BABB |