INTO the sunset's turquoise marge The moon dips, like a pearly barge Enchantment sails through magic seas To fairyland Hesperides, Over the hills and away. Into the fields, in ghost-gray gown, The young-eyed Dusk comes slowly down; Her apron filled with stars she stands, And one or two slip from her hands Over the hills and away. Above the wood's black caldron bends The witch-faced Night and, muttering, blends The dew and heat, whose bubbles make The mist and musk that haunt the brake Over the hills and away. Oh, come with me, and let us go Beyond the sunset lying low, Beyond the twilight and the night Into Love's kingdom of long light Over the hills and away. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VICTORY IN DEFEAT by EDWIN MARKHAM THE VIRTUOSO; IN IMITATION OF SPENCER'S STYLE AND STANZA by MARK AKENSIDE A STRANGE MEETING by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES TO A CAPTIOUS CRITIC by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR A DOUBLE STANDARD by FRANCES ELLEN WATKINS HARPER WORDLY WISE (5) by MOTHER GOOSE BALLADE OF THE FOREST HAUNTERS by THEODORE FAULLAIN DE BANVILLE |