You looked so tempting in the pew, You looked so sly and calm''" My trembling fingers played with yours As both looked out the Psalm. Your heart beat hard against my arm, My foot to yours was set, Your loosened ringlet burned my cheek Whenever they two met. O little, little we hearkened, dear, And little, little cared, Although the parson sermonised, The congregation stared. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DRAW THE SWORD, O REPUBLIC by EDGAR LEE MASTERS ALMSWOMEN by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN LOUISA MAY ALCOTT by LOUISE CHANDLER MOULTON AMOR MUNDI by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI A FORSAKEN GARDEN by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE PRESCIENCE by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH QUATRAIN: SPENDTHRIFT by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |