O'ER the tears that we shed, dear, The bitter vines twist, And the hawk and the red deer They keep where we kiss'd: All empty lies the shieling That sheltered from rain, With a star to pierce the ceiling, And the wind a broken pane. Thro' the mist, up the moorway, Fade hunters and pack; Down the ridge to the doorway Homing voices float back... O, between the threads of mist, love, Reach your hands from the house: Only mind that we kiss'd, love, And forget the broken vows! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DIORAMA PAINTER AT THE MUSEUM OF NATURAL HISTORY by KAREN SWENSON THE SILLER CROUN by SUSANNA BLAMIRE HUGH SELWYN MAUBERLEY: 1. E.P. ODE POUR L'ELECTION DE SON SEPULCHRE by EZRA POUND UNDER THE SHADE OF THE TREES [MAY 10, 1863] by MARGARET JUNKIN PRESTON MONNA INNOMINATA, A SONNET OF SONNETS: 8 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI SONNET: 20. A FAREWELL by PHILIP SIDNEY FRIENDS by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS |