WHY do I call thee? Hear the Darkness calling All the wild gold plumage of the sky,— Flickering and flaming, softly, softly falling To the Western dove-cote, dusk and shy. With a voice of viols, hear the Darkness calling! So my soul is yearning, tyrannous and tender; Hear the Darkness calling, O thou poignant splendour!— It is I. Why do I love thee?—Hearken Death desiring All the yellow roses, loth to die, All the lovely lovers and their loves untiring, All the days of lapis-lazuli, All the chiming rondels.—Hearken Death desiring So in silver samite like a bride to fold thee, So to hush thee, hide thee, so to have and hold thee.— It is I. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON A DEAD CHILD by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES THE MOCKING BIRD by SIDNEY LANIER LINES FOR THE HOUR by HAMILTON FISH ARMSTRONG THE FRONTIER GUARD by ANTON ALEXANDER VON AUERSPERG NUPTIAL ODE ON THE MARRIAGE OF HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS THE PRINCE OF WALES by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN TO A CHILD by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) SONNET: 16 by RICHARD BARNFIELD |