Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SHE LAY AS DREAMING, by OWEN REDINGTON WASHBURN First Line: She lay as dreaming, though awake Last Line: Fell in soft blessing on her breast. | ||||||||
She lay as dreaming, though awake, And sighed as one by dreams possessed, As in a trance was she caressed, And gave return as those who take And give delights in Paradise. So fair she seemed that night delayed As, 'mid June roses, darkness stays To linger in the moonlit haze Before dawn comes, and slow arrayed Soft shadows, guarding her in sleep. Her breath was like the perfumed sway Of white bloom where sweet Proserpine Walks in her garden, half divine; Her deep eyes mingled night and day And her young body gently moved. A shaft of fire beyond the East Called out the robin, singing clear; Spring, wrapped in crimson robes, drew near; The little stars their vigil ceased; She slumbered, murmured and awoke. And as the great new Day was born She drew where love was most content; Her lips like Dian's bow were bent; The glory of the rose-hued morn Fell in soft blessing on her breast. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AN EXPOSTULATION by ISAAC BICKERSTAFFE EMERSON by MARY ELIZABETH MAPES DODGE TO JANE: THE RECOLLECTION by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY THE SHEPHERD'S SONG: A CAROL OR HYMN FOR CHRISTMAS by EDMUND BOLTON THE VISION ON THE MOUNT by PHOEBE CARY ANTHEM OF DAWN by MADISON JULIUS CAWEIN THE LEGEND OF GOOD WOMEN: 8. THE LEGEND OF PHILLIS by GEOFFREY CHAUCER |
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