Hearken! -- now the hermit bee Drones a quiet threnody; Greening on the stagnant pool The criss-cross light slants silken-cool; In the venomed yew tree wings Preen and flit. The linnet sings. Gradually the brave sun Droops to a day's journey done; In the marshy flats abide Mists to muffle midnight-tide. Puffed within the belfry tower Hungry owls drowse out their hour. . . . Walk in beauty. Vaunt thy rose. Flaunt thy transient loveliness. Pace for pace with thee there goes A shape that hath not come to bless. I thine enemy?. . . Nay, nay. I can only watch and wait Patient treacherous time away, Hold ajar the wicket gate. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SOUL AND BODY by LASCELLES ABERCROMBIE SONG ON THE WATER (2) by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES TO HELEN KELLER by TOSCAN BENNETT TO A LADY FOR A NOSEGAY by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD THE CANTERBURY TALES: THE SUMMONER'S PROLOGUE by GEOFFREY CHAUCER |