LAST night, my darling, as you slept, I thought I heard you sigh, And to your little crib I crept, And watched a space thereby; Then, bending down, I kissed your brow-- For, oh! I love you so-- You are too young to know it now, But some time you shall know. Some time, when, in a darkened place Where others come to weep, Your eyes shall see a weary face Calm in eternal sleep; The speechless lips, the wrinkled brow, The patient smile may show-- You are too young to know it now, But some time you shall know. Look backward, then, into the years, And see me here to-night-- See, O my darling! how my tears Are falling as I write; And feel once more upon your brow The kiss of long ago-- You are too young to know it now, But some time you shall know. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VENUS IN A GARDEN by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON ART ABOVE NATURE: TO JULIA by ROBERT HERRICK SONNETS FOR PICTURES: A VENETIAN PASTORAL (BY GIOGIONE) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI NORTH-WEST PASSAGE: 2. SHADOW MARCH by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON SONGS OF TRAVEL: 46. EVENSONG by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON CLERICAL OPPRESSORS by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER |