"Como estoy alegre Tristezas temo." WHEN the day is brightest, Darkness draweth near; When the heart is lightest, Coming grief I fear. Eyes of heavenly splendour, Radiance o'er me fling; But when their light's most tender I fear its vanishing. Lips, where passion keepeth Holiest incense, bend to mine; But when woman speaketh, Who would trust so false a shrine? Even in twined caresses Where love has woven his spells, Of the mutual love that blesses, I hear a voice which tells. As light with darkness weddeth, So must pleasure with annoy, And sorrow ever treadeth On the doomed path of joy. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LITTLE DANCERS by LAURENCE BINYON IF by EDWARD JAMES MORTIMER COLLINS TO A MISTRESS DYING by WILLIAM DAVENANT ONE LIFE by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR ABRAHAM LINCOLN WALKS AT MIDNIGHT by NICHOLAS VACHEL LINDSAY |