Meditations pure were ours Side by side, along the ways; We held each other's hand without Speaking, among the hidden flowers. Alone we walked as if betrothed, Lost in the green night of the fields; We shared this fruit of fairy reels, The moon, to madmen well disposed. And then, we were dead upon the moss, Far, quite alone, among the soft Shades of this intimate, murmuring wood; And there, in the vast light aloft, We found ourselves with many a tear, O my companion of silence dear! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OLNEY HYMNS: 9. THE CONTRITE HEART by WILLIAM COWPER THE HOLY SCRIPTURES (1) by GEORGE HERBERT OPEN THY HEART by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS TWELVE SONNETS: 4. LONELY SEASONS by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) FRAGMENT OF THE ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF ADONIS by BION INACCESSIBILITY IN THE BATTLEFIELD by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |