At last her face was turned to him who knew Only the mockery of an old denial, And though he sensed no single word was true He sunned him in the strangeness of her smile. Wondering why she suddenly was kind, He thought his faithfulness had found her heart. He did not see the path that lay behind, Nor guess what kept them ever wide apart. She held him lightly, so he held her high, Jumping to answer each amused behest; She tried to make @3I love you@1 not a lie, To take him to her soft deserted breast. But when the hour came -- to his surprise She sent him from her with remorseful eyes. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MEN WHO MARCH AWAY' (SONG OF THE SOLDIERS) by THOMAS HARDY BLUEBEARD by RUTH FITCH BARLETT WHITENESS, OR CHASTITY by JOSEPH BEAUMONT A WOMAN'S SONNETS: 10 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT NATALIA'S RESURRECTION: 1 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |