Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MY LOST LOVE, by ANONYMOUS First Line: When the silence of the midnight Last Line: My lost love gives me back my youth Subject(s): Memory | ||||||||
WHEN the silence of the midnight Closes round my lonely room, And faintly struggling through the curtains Mystic moonbeams light the gloom; When above the fevered fancies Of the weary heart and brain Kindly slumber, creeping near me, Reasserts her welcome reign; In the seeming Of my dreaming, In all the glow that used to be, My lost love comes back to me. When the fair, delusive phantom Fades before the wakening dawn, And the rosy smile of sunrise Gleams athwart the dew-drenched lawn; Gazing from the open lattice, Yearning memory pictures there, Shadowed by enlacing branches, Sweet blue eyes and golden hair; And the sunlight Takes the one light That it had for me erewhile In my lost love's happy smile. In the glory of the noontide, Her low ringing laugh I hear; In the whispering of the leaflets, Her light footstep springing near; In each snow-white lily's swaying Is reflection of her grace; In each rose's opening beauty Shines for me her fair young face; Till through the falling Shadows calling, As even darkens hill and plain, I hear my lost love's voice again. So the hours are peopled for me Through the haunted days and nights; While fancy mocks my lonely vigils With the ghost of dead delights; And I let loud life sweep by me, Dreaming by the silent hearth, Where the vision of my darling Gives old gladness back to earth: While through each gloaming Softly coming, In sweet, false lights of joy and truth, My lost love gives me back my youth. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MEMORY AS A HEARING AID by TONY HOAGLAND THE SAME QUESTION by JOHN HOLLANDER FORGET HOW TO REMEMBER HOW TO FORGET by JOHN HOLLANDER ON THAT SIDE by LAWRENCE JOSEPH MEMORY OF A PORCH by DONALD JUSTICE BEYOND THE HUNTING WOODS by DONALD JUSTICE TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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