STARS with golden feet are wand'ring Yonder, and they gently weep That they cannot earth awaken, Who in night's arms is asleep. List'ning stand the silent forests, Every leaf an ear doth seem! How its shadowy arm the mountain Stretcheth out, as though in dream What call'd yonder? In my bosoin Rings the echo of the tone. Was it my beloved one speaking, Or the nightingale alone? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WHEN I BUY PICTURES by MARIANNE MOORE THE CHARWOMAN by GEORGE LAWRENCE ANDREWS FIRMILIAN; A TRAGEDY by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN PSALM 109 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE PSALM 25. AD TE DOMINE by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE PSALM 69 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE A NOCTURNE by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |