Sidney Lanier Poems
|83.||At First. To Charlotte Cushman.||12/31/2002|
|84.||Souls And Rain-Drops||12/31/2002|
|86.||A Birthday Song. To S. G.||12/31/2002|
|88.||The Song Of The Chattahoochee||12/31/2002|
|89.||A Florida Sunday.||12/31/2002|
|91.||An Evening Song.||12/31/2002|
|92.||A Song Of The Future.||12/31/2002|
|93.||A Ballad Of The Trees And The Master||12/31/2002|
|94.||A Sunrise Song.||12/31/2002|
|96.||A Song Of Eternity In Time||12/31/2002|
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A Song Of Eternity In Time
Once, at night, in the manor wood
My Love and I long silent stood,
Amazed that any heavens could
Decree to part us, bitterly repining.
My Love, in aimless love and grief,
Reached forth and drew aside a leaf
That just above us played the thief
And stole our starlight that for us was shining.
A star that had remarked her pain
Shone straightway down that leafy lane,
And wrought his image, mirror-plain,
Within a tear that on her lash hung gleaming.
"Thus Time," I cried, "is but a tear
Some one hath wept 'twixt hope and ...
An Evening Song.
Look off, dear Love, across the sallow sands,
And mark yon meeting of the sun and sea,
How long they kiss in sight of all the lands.
Ah! longer, longer, we.
Now in the sea's red vintage melts the sun,
As Egypt's pearl dissolved in rosy wine,
And Cleopatra night drinks all. 'Tis done,
Love, lay thine hand in mine.