HER soul from earth to Heaven lies, Like the ladder of the vision, Whereon go To and fro, In ascension and demission, Star-flecked feet of Paradise. Now she is drawn up from me, All my angels, wet-eyed, tristful, Gaze from great Heaven's gate Like pent children, very wistful, That below a playmate see. Dream-dispensing face of hers! Ivory port which loosed upon me Wings, I wist, Whose amethyst Trepidations have forgone me, -- Hesper's filmy traffickers! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHAMBER MUSIC: 16 by JAMES JOYCE A DIM DOORWAY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON WOMAN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON MATER AMABILIS by EMMA LAZARUS HERO-WORSHIP; SONNET by AMY LOWELL WORDS INTO WORDS WON'T GO by CLARENCE MAJOR DOMESDAY BOOK: CONSIDER FREELAND by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |