HERE is the dim enchanted wood Your face, a mystery divine, But half revealed, half understood, Appears the counterpart of mine. Beyond the wood the daylight lies; Cruel and hard, it lies in wait To steal the magic from your eyes And from your lips the thrill of fate. Ah, stay with me a little while Here, where the magic shadows rest, Where all my world is in your smile And all my heaven on your breast. Ah no! -- cling close, what need to move, What need to advance or explore? We came here blindly, led by love, Who will not lead us any more. Thank God that here we two have stood, Thank God this shade was ours to win; Time with his axe has marked our wood And he will let the daylight in. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OF JACOPO DEL SELLAIO by EZRA POUND PARIS IN SPRING by SARA TEASDALE MIDNIGHT THOUGHTS by LUCY AIKEN THE ETERNAL JUSTICE by ANNE REEVE ALDRICH ON LINCOLN'S BIRTHDAY by JOHN KENDRICK BANGS IN SOME FAR DISTANT TIME by CATHERINE BRADSHAW SPRING by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD BY CANDLELIGHT by MARION BRINSON BRITANNIA'S PASTORALS: BOOK 2. THE SECOND SONG by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) |