 | The Marriage Before Death, And Other Poems |  |
IV.—PAST KISSES.
The thought of former kisses still is sweet.
Tender at night the trembling stars gaze down,
And we remember how those stars did crown
Wonderful nights of love—how hearts did beat,
And how we yearned towards eyes of blue or brown
And how the thrilling tingling palms did meet—
Oh, the divine nights after August heat!
The strolls through green lanes far from street or town!
Tender at night the trembling stars gaze down,
And we remember how those stars did crown
Wonderful nights of love—how hearts did beat,
And how we yearned towards eyes of blue or brown
And how the thrilling tingling palms did meet—
Oh, the divine nights after August heat!
The strolls through green lanes far from street or town!
226
Wonderful early days, and loves of those
Soft early days, and gladness of the same,
And beauty that then rested on the rose,
A gentle spiritual caressing flame—
Ah! never comes a love-day but it goes!
The rose-fire endeth in autumnal shame!
Soft early days, and gladness of the same,
And beauty that then rested on the rose,
A gentle spiritual caressing flame—
Ah! never comes a love-day but it goes!
The rose-fire endeth in autumnal shame!
| The Marriage Before Death, And Other Poems | |