AM I so bankrupt of delight I turn upon the stars for pain? The happy stars that dream all night The dream I must not dream again! Oh not until the stars to use The glory of my dream forbear, Its robe of light need I refuse As earthly, for myself to wear. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTRA MORTEM: THE FALL by HAYDEN CARRUTH JOHNNY SPAIN'S WHITE HEIFER by HAYDEN CARRUTH IMAGINARY ANCESTORS: THE GIRAFFE WOMAN OF BURMA by MADELINE DEFREES FLOWER GUIDANCE by ROBERT FROST THE RETURN (2) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO THE MARTYRED by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |