DREAM, dream, Perfume-laden one! Twilight falls softly on thee; Dream, gleam, Shadows creep and run, Gloaming falls upon thee! Whence the charm born ere the night, White-robed, with heart gold-bright? Tell the secret of the glow — The afterglow: Petals dimly pale still there, Gleaming faintly, waning fair, Vanished, all, all go! Still the flower asleep Rocked by wind and tide Dreams doth keep. Gleam, gleam, Fairy figures glide O'er paths to starland; Gleam, dream, Shadow faces smile Fading the while Through the dusky twilight, Bringing love's own far land, Faintly bright, Drowsy in dream! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SEVEN TWILIGHTS: 4 by CONRAD AIKEN DOMESDAY BOOK: ARCHIBALD LOWELL by EDGAR LEE MASTERS LIFE [AND DEATH] by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD HOW THEY BROUGHT THE GOOD NEWS FROM GHENT TO AIX by ROBERT BROWNING A BANJO SONG by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR A SHROPSHIRE LAD: 27 by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN THE APOLOGY OF THE BISHOPS IN ANSWER TO BONNER'S GHOST by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |