Love looked back as he took his flight, And lo, his eyes were filled with tears. Was it for love of lost delight Love looked back as he took his flight? Only I know while day grew night, Turning still to the vanished years, Love looked back as he took his flight, And lo, his eyes were filled with tears. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHAMBER MUSIC: 27 by JAMES JOYCE VILLA PAULINE by KATHERINE MANSFIELD JANGLING MEMORY by KATHERINE MANSFIELD THE CAMELOPARD by HILAIRE BELLOC CONTRA MORTEM: THE SUN by HAYDEN CARRUTH CONTRA MORTEM: THE WOMAN by HAYDEN CARRUTH |