WHENCE did the music come, my Dear, That wooed you into the waiting Night, The song you heard that I could not hear, The song you followed, my Heart's Delight? The moon was full, and the sky was clear -- How did you hide from my longing sight? Into the Dark we vainly peer, But I looked as vainly into the Light. Does an echo come to my listening ear Of music dropped from some far-off height?. . . Nay, I do but dream, for I did not hear The song that lured you into the Night. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON A TUFT OF GRASS by EMMA LAZARUS MADEIRA FROM THE SEA by SARA TEASDALE IMITATIONS OF HORACE: ODE IV, 1 by ALEXANDER POPE ADONAIS; AN ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF JOHN KEATS by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY TO A HIGHLAND GIRL; AT INVERSNAID, UPON LOCH LOMOND by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH SARGENT'S PORTRAIT OF EDWIN BOOTH AT THE PLAYERS by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |