Poems (Odom)/Plighted
For works with similar titles, see Plighted.
PLIGHTED.
My darling, my darling—yes, mine evermore,
By the love that you give me to night,
By the sea that is ceaselessly lashing the shore,
By the stars that are glowing and bright!
As pure as the pearls that lie under the wave
Is the feeling I cherish for you;
The stars to the angels no light ever gave
More constant, enduring, and true.
By the love that you give me to night,
By the sea that is ceaselessly lashing the shore,
By the stars that are glowing and bright!
As pure as the pearls that lie under the wave
Is the feeling I cherish for you;
The stars to the angels no light ever gave
More constant, enduring, and true.
The touch of your spirit came down upon mine,
Like the infinite, exquisite light
In the hearts of the dew-drops that glisten and shine
On violets blooming at night.
Ah! dearest, I knew that you loved me before
Your lips ever gave me a sign;
By the gleam of your eye and the look that it bore,
By the touch of your hand upon mine.
Like the infinite, exquisite light
In the hearts of the dew-drops that glisten and shine
On violets blooming at night.
Ah! dearest, I knew that you loved me before
Your lips ever gave me a sign;
By the gleam of your eye and the look that it bore,
By the touch of your hand upon mine.
By all those wordless and eloquent signs
Of answering heart unto heart,
As we know by the fragrance near tropical vines
That flowers are bursting apart.
And I read in those womanly signals my love,
Sweet pledge of our "by-and-by,"
As we see when the shadows are thickest above
God's promise gleam out in the sky.
Of answering heart unto heart,
As we know by the fragrance near tropical vines
That flowers are bursting apart.
And I read in those womanly signals my love,
Sweet pledge of our "by-and-by,"
As we see when the shadows are thickest above
God's promise gleam out in the sky.