Lilac alone -- Standing so quiet, so dim, outside Till the door-light died On cricket and stone -- Do you sleep at last? Or -- beyond this night that has taken my yard -- Do you stare more hard, In a night more vast, At the great white things That move the outermost world -- the whale, The stallion, the pale High planet with rings, The raven, the bull, And the midnight mountain that never is black? Lilac, come back! My lawn is too full Of the dark; and the fine, Impalpable shadows will never be still. Return as you will, Dim lilac, and shine! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET: 18. ON THE LATE MASSACRE IN PIEDMONT by JOHN MILTON FRAGMENTS INTENDED FOR DEATH'S JEST-BOOK: HUMAN LIFE - ITS VALUE by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THE PRINCE OF PEACE by EDWARD HENRY BICKERSTETH |