MANY visions of times long vanish'd Arise from out of their tomb, And show me how once in thy presence I lived in my life's young bloom. All day I mournfully totter'd Through the streets, as though in a dream The people gazed on me with wonder, So silent and sad did I seem. The night-time suited me better, Deserted the streets were then, And I and my shadow together We wandered in silence again. With footsteps echoing loudly I wander'd over the bridge; The moon with solemn look hail'd me As she burst through the cloudy ridge. I stood in front of thy dwelling, And fondly gazed up on high; I gazed up towards thy window, My heart breathed many a sigh. Well know I that thou from the window Full often hast gazed below, And in the moonlight hast seen me Stand fix'd, the image of woe. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AT THE ZOO IN SPAIN by CLARENCE MAJOR SONNET: 24. THE STREET by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL TRAFFIC WARNING by RICHARD WARNER BORST HUSBANDMAN'S SONG, FR. KING RENE'S HONEYMOON by GORDON BOTTOMLEY AN AMULET by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON ASCENDING FOOTSTEPS by JOSEPHINE BYINGTON SONGS OF THE SEA CHILDREN: 60 by BLISS CARMAN |