Upon my window-pane at night Come fairy pictures, painted white, And when I get up with the sun The shining paintings are all done. I see a marble castle there, And to it leads a silver stair, And at the stairway's top I see Somebody beckoning to me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THEY ACCUSE ME OF NOT TALKING by HAYDEN CARRUTH DRIVING INTO LARAMIE by JAMES GALVIN A FLORIDA GHOST by SIDNEY LANIER A NEW HYMN by KATHERINE MANSFIELD CHILD MARGARET by CARL SANDBURG OLD OSAWATOMIE by CARL SANDBURG GOOD FRIDAY HYMN by GEORGE SANTAYANA ELEGY: THE LITTLE GHOST WHO DIED FOR LOVE; FOR ALLANAH HARPER by EDITH SITWELL |