When love's triumphant day is done, Go forward! leave me to the night Beneath the coldly staring stars, The waiting winter and its blight. For I would never hold the heart That mutely quivers to be free, Unfurl your restless wings—away! And leave the emptiness to me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ADDRESS TO A CHILD DURING A BOISTEROUS WINTER EVENING by DOROTHY WORDSWORTH ECCLESIASTES: THE LIGHT IS SWEET by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE CUPID IN AMBUSH by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE HE WILL GIVE ME POWER by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE THE OUTCAST MOTHER by EMILY JANE BRONTE |