What weak remonstrance! -- how I joy to find The well invented fraud thy faith deceive! The veil that shades the face obscures the mind, And love is ever fearful to believe; Else had my cheerful and unguarded smile, The pleasure that I felt when you were nigh, The welcome gay, the look devoid of guile, The tear of rapture springing to my eye, Told a fond tale that you should never learn, Of fears I would not for the world reveal, Of hopes I almost tremble to discern; Of bliss my heart would from itself conceal. Come, blessed veil! thy friendly aid I claim, Guard of my pride, my honor, and my fame. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...POSSUM SONG (A WARNING) by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE DAY OF THE DEAD SOLDIERS; MARY 30, 1869 by EMMA LAZARUS SURFACES AND MASKS; 7 by CLARENCE MAJOR MAN IN A ROOM by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS |