He crept behind me, and his gentle hand Laid on my lids, lest I too soon should see The face in all the world most dear to me. The meaning then I did not understand. But now that he is vanished, I have guessed The import of the far foreshadowed sign: For closer than was his the hand Divine Is tenderly upon mine eyelids pressed. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ASSUNPINK AND PRINCETON [JANUARY 3, 1777] by THOMAS DUNN ENGLISH A SECOND REVIEW OF THE GRAND ARMY [MAY 24, 1865] by FRANCIS BRET HARTE THE PRETTY MILKMAID by MOTHER GOOSE IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 51 by ALFRED TENNYSON SCURVY ENTERTAINMENT by ABU ABD ALLAH IN WESTMINSTER ABBEY by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |