Fairest hour, we must part; You adorned with dreams and roses, Toward the night and the void that never discloses. Yet I awaited you as for a lover. I purified my soul, in dreams to see Your shoulder, where I found my chastity And the trembling kiss that should my soul discover; From afar, when I lifted my eyes, from far away, It was you that culled where the grape clings, It was you tossing the new-mown hay, And your step was every flurry of wings; You were my hope; and then you were near In your frail beauty laughing and dear, Girdled with love and with joy—and away! Between yesterday and tomorrow there is no today, And I did not—truthfully—know you were here. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A LETTER TO A POLICEMAN IN KANSAS CITY by KENNETH PATCHEN DON JUAN'S SONG by ISAAC ROSENBERG ON REFUSAL OF AID BETWEEN NATIONS by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI THE CLOUDED SOUL by LAWRENCE ALMA-TADEMA STANZAS OCCASIONED BY THE DEATH OF H-- A-- by BERNARD BARTON ICH DIEN by SUSIE MONTGOMERY BEST |