@3Pierrot alone, And then Pierrette, And then a story to forget. Pierrot alone.@1 Pierrette among the apple boughs Come down and take a Pierrot's kiss, The moon is white upon your brows, Pierrette among the apple boughs, Your lips are cold, and I would set A rose upon your lips, Pierrette, A rosy kiss, Pierrette, Pierrette. @3And then Pierrette.@1 I've left my apple boughs, Pierrot, A shadow now is on my face, But still my lips are cold, and O No rose is on my lips, Pierrot, You laugh, and then you pass away Among the scented leaves of May, And on my face The shadows stay. @3And then a story to forget.@1 The petals fall upon the grass, And I am crying in the dark, The clouds above the white moon pass -- My tears are falling on the grass; Pierrot, Pierrot, I heard your vows And left my blossomed apple boughs, And sorrows dark Are on my brows. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ELEGY: THE GHOST WHOSE LIPS WERE WARM; FOR GEOFFREY GORER by EDITH SITWELL SECOND OPINION by STEPHEN CUSHMAN GERONTION by THOMAS STEARNS ELIOT BALLADE OF DEAD ACTORS by WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY IT IS FINISHED' by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI A RECIPE FOR SALAD by SYDNEY SMITH IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 7 by ALFRED TENNYSON SONNET WRITTEN IN THE FALL OF 1914: 2 by GEORGE EDWARD WOODBERRY |