I TREMULOUS grey of dusk, Deepening into the blue, It is the path that leads Ever to you. Child of the dusk, your eyes Quietly light my way, Quiet as evening stars, Quiet and grey. All the magic of dusk, Tremulous, grey and blue, Gathers into my heart, Quiet for you. II Child, I thought that we two by some grey sea Went walking very quietly, hand in hand, By a grey sea along a silent strand, And you had turned your eyes away from me To where grey clouds, uplifted mightily, Made on the far horizon a silver land, And I would not recall your eyes to me, Because I knew from your shy clasping hand How joy within your heart, a wanderer long, Outwearied now had come, a nesting bird, And folded there his wings, too glad for song; And so I knew at last that you had heard Through the long miles of grey sea-folding mist, Soft as the breast of some glad nesting dove, From grey lips grown articulate, twilight-kissed, All the secret of my unuttered love. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE VIRGIN'S SLUMBER SONG by JOSEPH FRANCIS CARLIN MACDONNELL EYE-WITNESS by FREDERICK RIDGELY TORRENCE PAMPINEA by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 41. TO THE 'UNKNOWABLE' GOD by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) BLAKE'S APOLOGY FOR HIS CATALOGUE by WILLIAM BLAKE |