I SEE thine image through my tears tonight, And yet to-day I saw thee smiling. How Refer the cause? -- Beloved, is it thou Or I, who makes me sad? The acolyte Amid the chanted joy and thankful rite May so fall flat, with pale insensate brow, On the altar-stair. I hear thy voice and vow, Perplexed, uncertain, since thou art out of sight, As he, in his swooning ears, the choir's Amen. Beloved, dost thou love? or did I see all The glory as I dreamed, and fainted when Too vehement light dilated my ideal, For my soul's eyes? Will that light come again, As now these tears come -- falling hot and real? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CYMON AND IPHIGENIA by GIOVANNI BOCCACCIO THE HUMBLE-BEE by RALPH WALDO EMERSON GLOIRE DE DIJON by DAVID HERBERT LAWRENCE A QUOI BON DIRE by CHARLOTTE MEW ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 84 by PHILIP SIDNEY JUDITH by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE METAMORPHOSIS OF THE WALNUT-TREE OF BOARSTELL: CANTO 3 by WILLIAM BASSE |