FLASH of steel and crash of drum -- Love that way has never come. But adown some quiet night She has winged her silent flight, And no heart but failed to hear Her soft presence drawing near. Boom of guns in long array -- Love has never gone that way. But with quiet step and slow, Hand upon her pale lips -- so Love goes out in some white dawn -- O we know when she has gone! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BEGGAR'S HOLIDAY, FR. BEGGAR'S BUSH by JOHN FLETCHER THE ADOPTED CHILD by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS SONNET PREFIXED TO 'NENNIO, OR A TREATISE OF NOBILITY' by EDMUND SPENSER THE CHILD ALONE: 1. THE UNSEEN PLAYMATE by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON FANCIES AT NAVESINK: 7 by WALT WHITMAN IN THE WATER by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS URANIA; THE WOMAN IN THE MOON: DEDICATION TO LADY PENELOPE DYNHAM by WILLIAM BASSE EPITAPH FOR A CONDEMNED BOOK by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE FRAGMENTS INTENDED FOR DEATH'S JEST-BOOK: MURDERER'S HAUNTED COUCH by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |