I DREAM'D that I woke from a dream, And the house was full of light; At the window two angel Sorrows Held back the curtains of night. The door was wide, and the house Was full of the morning wind; At the door two armed warders Stood silent, with faces blind. I ran to the open door, For the wind of the world was sweet; The warders with crossing weapons Turn'd back my issuing feet. I ran to the shining windows -- There the winged Sorrows stood; Silent they held the curtains, And the light fell through in a flood. I clomb to the highest window -- Ah! there, with shadow'd brow, Stood one lonely radiant Sorrow, And that, my love, was thou. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A DAY IN BED by KATHERINE MANSFIELD GASCOIGNE'S GOOD MORROW by GEORGE GASCOIGNE CLORINDA AND DAMON by ANDREW MARVELL A WISH by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI A BALLAD UPON A WEDDING by JOHN SUCKLING SIR LANCELOT AND QUEEN GUINEVERE by ALFRED TENNYSON THE PRINCESS: [BUGLE] SONG by ALFRED TENNYSON THE WANDERER: 5. IN HOLLAND: FAILURE by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |