Do you remember that night When you were at the window, With neither hat nor gloves Nor coat to shelter you? I reached out my hand to you. And you ardently grasped it; I remained in converse with you Until the lark began to sing. Do you remember that night That you and I were At the foot of the rowan tree, And the night drifting snow? Your head on my breast, And your pipe sweetly playing? Little thought I that night That our love ties would loosen! Beloved of my inmost heart. Come some night and soon, When my people are at rest, That we may talk together, My arms shall encircle you While I relate my sad tale, That your soft, pleasant converse Hath deprived me of heaven. The fire is unraked, The light unextinguished, The key under the door, Do you softly draw it. My mother is asleep, But I am wide awake, My fortune in my hand, I am ready to go with you. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ONE FAVORED ACORN by ROBERT FROST JOY (1) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON QUESTION by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON DOMESDAY BOOK: DR. TRACE TO THE CORONER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS DOMESDAY BOOK: FATHER WHIMSETT by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE NEGRO DANCERS by CLAUDE MCKAY NOTHING WILL CURE THE SICK LION BUT TO EAT AN APE' by MARIANNE MOORE |