DROOPING in the sunlit streams, We are wrapped all day in dreams; Morn and noon and evening light Robed for us in garbs of night. Only when the moon appears Through a silvery mist of tears, From the waters dark and still, We arise to drink our fill Of the tender love he sheds On our fair enamored heads. Ah! no longer wrapped in dreams, How we pant beneath his beams! How, with breath of softest sighs, We unclose our yearning eyes, And our snowy necks in pride Curve about the glittering tide! Warmth for warmth and kiss for kiss, All our pulses burn with bliss, Till revealed our inmost charms Glowing in the night-god's arms. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE YEAR'S AWAKENING by THOMAS HARDY BALLADE OF BLUE CHINA by ANDREW LANG SONG FOR A LITTLE HOUSE by CHRISTOPHER DARLINGTON MORLEY THE OUTGOING OF SABBATH by ALTER ABELSON THE SISTER'S TRAGEDY by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE LAST DEMAND by FAITH BALDWIN EN TOUR; A SONG SEQUENCE: 4. FOR FRANCES ANN by ALBERTA BANCROFT |