The Lovers' Walk
TWO lovers walked in a green garden way—
'Neath towering poplar pillars all arow;
The still June midnight close about them lay:
They whispered soft and low.
'Neath towering poplar pillars all arow;
The still June midnight close about them lay:
They whispered soft and low.
Though they could feel no wind, they heard it creep
High in the poplars, whispering secret schemes;
The tall trees stood as sentinels asleep,
And listening through their dreams.
High in the poplars, whispering secret schemes;
The tall trees stood as sentinels asleep,
And listening through their dreams.
The full moon's white fire lamp hung round and fair
Above the highest poplar's shivering crest,
The lazy fountain's waters stirred the air
And softly sank to rest.
Above the highest poplar's shivering crest,
The lazy fountain's waters stirred the air
And softly sank to rest.
Unseen the honeysuckle trailed that fills
The dim air with its heavy sweet perfume,
But the wan fire-eyed wraiths of daffodils
Stared spectral through the gloom.
The dim air with its heavy sweet perfume,
But the wan fire-eyed wraiths of daffodils
Stared spectral through the gloom.
They felt no footsteps fall beside their own,
But long their like had loved the garden well;
And never two may walk this walk alone:
Their presence wakes a spell.
But long their like had loved the garden well;
And never two may walk this walk alone:
Their presence wakes a spell.
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