I'LL go not alone, my sweetheart dear! With me thou must go now To the cheery, old, and cosy room In the dreary cold abode of gloom, Where at the door my mother keeps guard, And for her son's return looks hard. "Away from me, thou gloomy man! "Who bid thee come hither? "Thy hand's like ice, thine eye glows bright, "Thy breath is burning, thy cheek is white; -- "But I would rather my time beguile "With smell of roses and sun's sweet smile." The roses may smell, and the sun may shine, My darling sweetheart! Throw thy spreading white veil thy figure around, Make the chords of the echoing lyre resound, And sing a wedding song to me; The night-wind pipes the melody. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHILDE ROLAND TO THE DARK TOWER CAME' by ROBERT BROWNING THE SHIP OF RIO by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE HOW CYRUS LAID THE CABLE [JULY 29, 1866] by JOHN GODFREY SAXE THE SECOND VOLUME by ROBERT MOWRY BELL ON A PICTURE by ANNE CHARLOTTE LYNCH BOTTA CREOLE SLAVE SONG: CRIOLE CANDJO by GEORGE WASHINGTON CABLE SONGS OF THE SEA CHILDREN: 114 by BLISS CARMAN |