I spoke to the pale and heavy-lidded woman, and said: O pale and heavy-lidded woman, why is your cheek Pale as the dead, and what are your eyes afraid lest they speak? And the woman answered me: I am pale as the dead, For the dead have loved me, and I dream of the dead. But I see in the eyes of the living, as a living fire, The thing that my soul in triumph tells me I have forgot; And therefore my eyelids are heavy, and I raise them not, For always I see in the eyes of men the old desire, And I fear lest they see that I desire their desire. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON THE RHINE by WILLIAM LISLE BOWLES THE SONG OF THE PILGRIMS by RUPERT BROOKE A FAREWELL TO LONDON IN THE YEAR 1715 by ALEXANDER POPE OLD MOTHERS by CHARLES SARSFIELD ROSS THE MAIDEN CITY by CHARLOTTE ELIZABETH TONNA DIRGE FOR TWO VETERANS by WALT WHITMAN |