Sous le voile qui vous protege, Defiant les regards jaloux, Si vous sortez par cette neige, Redoutez vos pieds andalous. THEOPHILE GAUTIRR. BENEATH the heavy veil you wear, Shielded from jealous eyes you go; But of your pretty feet have care If you should venture through the snow. Howe'er you tread, a dainty mould Betrays that light foot all the same; Upon this glistening, snowy fold At every step it signs your name. Thus guided, one might come too close Upon the slyly-hidden nest Where Psyche, with her cheek's cold rose, On Love's warm bosom lies at rest. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTRA MORTEM: THE WOMAN'S GENITALS by HAYDEN CARRUTH THOUGHTS OF A TINY PIG by DAVID IGNATOW VENUS IN A GARDEN by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE EXPANDED COMPOSITION by CLARENCE MAJOR OCTAVES: 12 by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON |