Against the world I closed my heart, And, half in pride and half in fear, I said to Love and Lust: Depart, None enters here. A gipsy witch has glided in, She takes her seat beside my fire; Her eyes are innocent of sin, Mine of desire. She holds me with an unknown spell, She folds me in her heart's embrace; If this be love, I cannot tell: I watch her face. Her sombre eyes are happier Than any joy that found a voice; Since I am happiness to her, I too rejoice. And I have closed the door again, Against the world I close my heart; I hold her with my spell; in vain Would she depart. I hold her with a surer spell, Beyond her magic, and above: If hers be love, I cannot tell, But mine is love | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WHAT WE SAID THE LIGHT SAID by JAMES GALVIN IRELAND; WRITTEN FOR THE ART AUTOGRAPH DURING IRISH FAMINE by SIDNEY LANIER SONG OF THE MOON by CLAUDE MCKAY THE INNOVATOR by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET STANZAS FOR MUSIC (4) by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THE TENT ON THE BEACH: 3. THE GRAVE BY THE LAKE by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER |