"YOU have come back," they say to me, The people of the old, old town. In speech I with their speech agree, But doubts have I that will not down. For more and more to me it seems That both the village and its folk, Whom I so oft have seen in dreams (Have seen, then lingeringly awoke) -- Have but returned, dream-wise, again, And as a vision will go by. So to make answer I am fain, "'Tis you who have come back, not I." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AND THEY OBEY by CARL SANDBURG TO THE FAIR CLARINDA, WHO MADE LOVE TO ME by APHRA BEHN A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 4 by THOMAS CAMPION PANDOSTO, THE TRIUMPH OF TIME: IN PRAISE OF HIS BEST-BELOVED FAWNIA by ROBERT GREENE BITTER-SWEET: CRADLE SONG [OR, BABYHOOD] by JOSIAH GILBERT HOLLAND |