EYES, calm beside thee (Lady, couldst thou know!) May turn away thick with fast gathering tears: I glance not where all gaze: thrilling and low Their passionate praises reach thee -- my cheek wears Alone no wonder when thou passest by; Thy tremulous lids, bent and suffused, reply To the irrepressible homage which doth glow On every lip but mine: if in thine ears Their accents linger -- and thou dost recall Me as I stood, still, guarded, very pale, Beside each votarist whose lighted brow Wore worship like an aureole, "O'er them all My beauty," thou wilt murmur, "did prevail Save that one only:" -- Lady, couldst thou know! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BOUND NO'TH BLUES by JAMES LANGSTON HUGHES WITH AN ALBUM by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR FEBRUARY THAW by KENNETH SLADE ALLING THE WIFE'S TREASURE by SABINE BARING-GOULD A BAGATELLE by JAMES G. BURNETT FRAGMENT OF AN ODE TO PRINCE CHARLES by ROBERT BURNS |