Not in dark disguise to-night Hath our young heroine veiled her light;- For see, she walks the earth, Love's own. His wedded bride, by holiest vow Pledged in Olympus, and made known To mortals by the type which now Hangs glittering on her snowy brow. That butterfly, mysterious trinket, Which means the soul, (though few would think it,) And sparkling thus on brow so white Tells us we've Psyche here to-night." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SOLDIER LISTENS by JEAN STARR UNTERMEYER A STRANGE MEETING by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES AT CASTERBRIDGE FAIR: 5. THE INQUIRY by THOMAS HARDY HOME by LEONIDAS OF ALEXANDRIA THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 82. HOARDED JOY by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI THE CENTENARIAN'S STORY by WALT WHITMAN LEAVES A-VALLEN by WILLIAM BARNES |