VAIN FINDING

Ever before my face there went

Betwixt earth's buds and me

A beauty beyond earth's content,

A hope--half memory:

Till in the woods one evening--

Ah! eyes as dark as they,

Fastened on mine unwontedly,

Grey, and dear heart, how grey!

Collected Poems 1901-1918 in Two Volumes. Volume I. · 第 29 / 165 题