WE WANDERED down, at dawn of day, A narrow path -- heart close to heart; At noon, upon the world's highway, I walk to right, you left -- apart. No more we have our heaven together. How bright is yours! How black is mine! Your choice is still the sunniest weather, I keep the side where naught will shine. Where'er you walk, gleams round you play -- The very sand has diamond beads; No beams e'er light with gladdening ray The cold gray soil my footstep treads. Bird-songs and whispers full of sweets, Caressing, woo your eye and ear; Your hair, the breeze, adoring greets Your lip the bee, entranced, draws near. And I -- I can but sing and sigh: My heart's deep wound is ill at ease; From leaf-hid nests the fondling cry Disturbs me more than it can please. But Love! a sky forever bright May make too keen our mortal joy; The air's embrace has too much might; The incense e'en of flowers may cloy. Then yearns the soul for that calm rest That closes round at closing day, With half-shut eye, on some true breast To watch Life's fever ebb away. Will you not come and take your seat By that highway at evening-fall? I'll wait you there. We two shall meet Where one deep shadow wraps it all. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VARIATIONS: 17 by CONRAD AIKEN TRANSLUCENT FINGERS by MALCOLM COWLEY HAIL TEESSIDE! by CECIL DAY LEWIS LA NOCHE TRISTE by ROBERT FROST THE JOBHOLDER by DAVID IGNATOW THE POET; SONNET by AMY LOWELL |