I would loiter, could I have my way, Along the garden paths at break of day, I would linger while the dawn was new Where lily chalices are gemmed with dew. Rest for a time away from noon-day heat Within the leafy arbor's cool retreat. In the dusky hour 'tween day and dark Watch for the stars' first candle-spark. And when the sheen of moonlight charms anew I fain—but there are tasks to do. —CATHOLIC DAILY TRIBUNE | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NOT TRANSHISTORICAL DEATH, OR AT LEAST NOT QUITE by HAYDEN CARRUTH A SUMMER'S GARDEN by ROBERT FROST BENEDICTION by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON STUDY FOR A GEOGRAPHICAL TRAIL; 5. MARYLAND by CLARENCE MAJOR GEORGE MOORE by MARIANNE MOORE RAHEL TO VARNHAGEN by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON AND THEY OBEY by CARL SANDBURG |