And now I sit and muse on what may be, And in my vision see, or seem to see, Through floating vapors interfused with light, Shapes indeterminate, that gleam and fade, As shadows passing into deeper shade Sink and elude the sight. For two alone, there in the hall, As spread the table round and small; Upon the polished silver shine The evening lamps, but, more divine, The light of love shines over all; Of love, that says not mine and thine, But ours, for ours is thine and mine. They want no guests, to come between Their tender glances like a screen, And tell them tales of land and sea, And whatsoever may betide The great, forgotten world outside; They want no guests; they needs must be Each other's own best company. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BOUGH OF NONSENSE by ROBERT RANKE GRAVES RIDDLE: A BLACKSMITH by MOTHER GOOSE 23RD STREET RUNS INTO HEAVEN by KENNETH PATCHEN OEDIPUS AT COLONUS: OLD AGE by SOPHOCLES THE MOTHER-FAITH by EVERARD JACK APPLETON PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 11. AL-MUTAKABBIR by EDWIN ARNOLD SONNET: 14 by RICHARD BARNFIELD |