I KNEW she lay above me, Where the casement all the night Shone, softened with a phosphor glow Of sympathetic light, And that her fledgling spirit pure Was pluming fast for flight. Each tendril throbbed and quickened As I nightly climbed apace, And could scarce restrain the blossoms When, anear the destined place, Her gentle whisper thrilled me Ere I gazed upon her face. I waited, darkling, till the dawn Should touch me into bloom, While all my being panted To outpour its first perfume, When, lo! a paler flower than mine Had blossomed in the gloom! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SWALLOW FLIGHT by SARA TEASDALE CHARLES AUGUSTUS FORTESCUE by HILAIRE BELLOC HEREDITY by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH ALL IS VANITY, SAITH THE PREACHER' by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THIRD BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 20 by THOMAS CAMPION EPITAPH ON THE LADY MARY VILLIERS [OR VILLERS] (2) by THOMAS CAREW |