I must not gaze at them although Your eyes are dawning day; I must not watch you as you go Your sun-illumined way; I hear but I must never heed The fascinating note, Which, fluting like a river reed, Comes from your trembling throat; I must not see upon your face Love's softly glowing spark; For there's the barrier of race, You're fair and I am dark. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN THE JEWISH SYNAGOGUE AT NEWPORT by EMMA LAZARUS DOWN THE MISSISSIPPI: 5. THE STEVEDORES by JOHN GOULD FLETCHER A PAUSE by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE YOUNG HOUSEWIFE by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS MY WIFE'S COUSIN, SELECTION by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN STANZAS SELECTED FROM THE PAINS OR MEMORY; A FRAGMENT by BERNARD BARTON |