The far moon maketh lovers wise In her pale beauty trembling down, Lending curved cheeks, dark lips, dark eyes, A strangeness not her own. And, though they shut their lids to kiss, In starless darkness peace to win, Even on that secret world from this Her twilight enters in. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RIDDLE: TEETH AND GUMS by MOTHER GOOSE VIRGINIA - THE WEST by WALT WHITMAN A RONDEAU OF REGRETS by HENRI BAUDE SALOME by HARRIET GRAY BLACKWELL CAELIA: SONNETS: 6 by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) RED COTTON NIGHT-CAP COUNTRY; OR, TURF AND TOWERS: PART 1 by ROBERT BROWNING A NIGHT IN JUNE by MADISON JULIUS CAWEIN SEVEN SONNETS ON THE THOUGHT OF DEATH: 6 by ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH |