O GO not yet, my love! The night is dark and vast; The white moon is hid in her heaven above, And the waves climb high and fast. O, kiss me, kiss me, once again, Lest thy kiss should be the last! O kiss me ere we part; Grow closer to my heart! My heart is warmer surely than the bosom of the main. O joy! O bliss of blisses! My heart of hearts art thou. Come bathe me with thy kisses, My eyelids and my brow. Hark how the wild rain hisses, And the loud sea roars below. Thy heart beats through thy rosy limbs, So gladly doth it stir; Thine eye in drops of gladness swims. I have bathed thee with the pleasant myrrh; Thy locks are dripping balm; Thou shalt not wander hence to-night, I'll stay thee with my kisses. To-night the roaring brine Will rend thy golden tresses; The ocean with the morrow light Will be both blue and calm; And the billow will embrace thee with a kiss as soft as mine. No Western odors wander On the black and moaning sea, And when thou art dead, Leander, My soul must follow thee! O go not yet, my love! Thy voice is sweet and low; The deep salt wave breaks in above Those marble steps below. The turret-stairs are wet That lead into the sea. Leander! go not yet. The pleasant stars have set: O, go not, go not yet, Or I will follow thee! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...O GLORIOUS FRANCE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS MARY, QUEEN OF SCOTS by HENRY GLASSFORD BELL THE GREEN MOUNTAIN BOYS [MAY 9, 1775] by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT SONG by DAVID HARTLEY COLERIDGE ANSWER TO A CHILD'S QUESTION by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE ABOU BEN ADHEM by JAMES HENRY LEIGH HUNT ODES II, 14 by QUINTUS HORATIUS FLACCUS UNDERWOODS: BOOK 2: 6. THE SPAEWIFE by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON |