I KNEW she lay above me, Where the casement all the night Shone, softened with a phosphor glow Of sympathetic light, And that her fledgling spirit pure Was pluming fast for flight. Each tendril throbbed and quickened As I nightly climbed apace, And could scarce restrain the blossoms When, anear the destined place, Her gentle whisper thrilled me Ere I gazed upon her face. I waited, darkling, till the dawn Should touch me into bloom, While all my being panted To outpour its first perfume, When, lo! a paler flower than mine Had blossomed in the gloom! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET: TO HOMER by JOHN KEATS A JAPANESE DWARF TREE by ISABEL ANDERSON THE PLAYERS by FRANCIS LAWRENCE BICKLEY MYSTERY OF MYSTERIES by MATHILDE BLIND TO 'THE WIFE' by BERTON BRALEY GLIMPSES OF CHILDHOOD: 1. MOTHER MAGIC by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON |