Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, A SONG OF THREE NIGHTS, by SHERARD VINES



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First Line: You left a kiss upon my mouth
Last Line: To burn upon my bed, alone!
Subject(s): Oxford University


YOU left a kiss upon my mouth
As a consuming raging drouth,
And shut your door, and locked it tight,
And left me neighbour to the night.

For one small moment I had thought
Your lips had whispered "Come!" I ought
Never have let my heart stop dead
At notions swirling in my head.

The night was clean with northern breeze
That swished among the village trees,
And sped the village dust to be
A parched and passionate smell for me.

The windows of your upper room
Leapt into yellow out of gloom; --
And I must creep with feet of stone
To burn upon my bed, alone!





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