LIGHT as petals in their falling, Through a twilight summer hour, Is your coming, and your passing As the perfume of a flower; And your voices by the wayside, As a sigh the trees embower. From the forest and the meadow, From the mountain and the sea, From the stars beyond the star-world, From the visions yet to be, As a dying song you linger On the air, and call to me. Stay, ah stay, and cross my threshold, See the door is open wide, And I listen for your coming Through all things that do betide, Through the weeping and the laughter, That you may with me abide. I will give you dainty raiment, Jewelled o'er with fancies rare, Through the shadow and the sunshine, I will weave it for your wear; Till all people see you clearly In the town's great thoroughfare. Ah! you call me, but to mock me, Fairy folk who will not stay; As I hasten to your summons Like a mist you fade away; Like a dream I dream, awaking, On the border of the day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SIXTEEN DEAD MEN by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS L.E.L. by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI SONNETS FOR PICTURES: A VENETIAN PASTORAL (BY GIOGIONE) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI THE LACHRYMATORY by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER CHARACTERS: SARAH TAYLOR RIGBY by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD LOVE IS BEST by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT EXTRACTS FROM NEW-YEAR'S VERSES FOR 1825 by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 15 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |