To me it simply meant desire come true, But in your face I saw a glad surmise That turned to shamed contrition my surprise At your surrender; and, too late, there grew Within me knowledge that was strangely new: Great sorrow comes at times in love's disguise; And as I read the message in your eyes, I felt remorse for what was done to you. I tried to make amends; since then the years Have brought new faces, but I still retain A bitter memory of you in tears ... In spite of all we might pretend, no gain Had come to us through love, for haunting fears Possessed us, and but added to our pain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THRENODY FOR A BROWN GIRL by COUNTEE CULLEN THE OLD STOIC by EMILY JANE BRONTE THE RESURRECTION by JONATHAN HENDERSON BROOKS SESTINA OF THE TRAMP ROYAL by RUDYARD KIPLING HESPERUS THE BRINGER by SAPPHO AS THE TEAM'S HEAD BRASS by PHILIP EDWARD THOMAS RESOLUTION AND INDEPENDENCE by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH |