Asterope
Whither down the ways of dream
Went my starry-eyed.
Tears and laughter at her lips
And longing by her side?
Went the joy of day with her
From the shining lands,—
All the wonder of the night
In her unheeding hands.
Wind of June hath gone with her
From the sighing tree,—
Dove-neck marvel from the mists
Of the morning sea.
Flowers she forgot to take
Smell no longer sweet.
Earth has no more pleasantness
Save where fell her feet.
So I seek that place of dream
Where waits my starry-eyed,
All the happy things of earth
A-crowding at her side.
Went my starry-eyed.
Tears and laughter at her lips
And longing by her side?
Went the joy of day with her
From the shining lands,—
All the wonder of the night
In her unheeding hands.
Wind of June hath gone with her
From the sighing tree,—
Dove-neck marvel from the mists
Of the morning sea.
Flowers she forgot to take
Smell no longer sweet.
Earth has no more pleasantness
Save where fell her feet.
So I seek that place of dream
Where waits my starry-eyed,
All the happy things of earth
A-crowding at her side.
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