Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EVENING, by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY Poet's Biography First Line: Kate! If e'er thy light foot lingers Last Line: On returning home, thy boots. Subject(s): Evening; Sunset; Twilight | ||||||||
KATE! if e'er thy light foot lingers On the lawn, when up the fells Steals the Dark, and fairy fingers Close unseen the pimpernels: When, his thighs with sweetness laden, From the meadow comes the bee, And the lover and the maiden Stand beneath the trysting tree: -- Lingers on, till stars unnumber'd Tremble in the breeze-swept tarn, And the bat that all day slumber'd Flits about the lonely barn; And the shapes that shrink from garish Noon are peopling cairn and lea; And thy sire is almost bearish If kept waiting for his tea: -- And the screech-owl scares the peasant As he skirts some churchyard drear; And the goblins whisper pleasant Tales in Miss Rossetti's ear; Importuning her in strangest, Sweetest tones to buy their fruits: -- O be careful that thou changest, On returning home, thy boots. | Discover our poem explanations - click here!Other Poems of Interest...LET EVENING COME by JANE KENYON JOURNEY INTO THE EYE by DAVID LEHMAN FEBRUARY EVENING IN NEW YORK by DENISE LEVERTOV THE HOUSE OF DUST: 1 by CONRAD AIKEN TWILIGHT COMES by HAYDEN CARRUTH IN THE EVENINGS by LUCILLE CLIFTON NINETEEN FORTY by NORMAN DUBIE |
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