Classic and Contemporary Poetry
VENETIAN NIGHT, by ARTHUR WILLIAM SYMONS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Her eyes in the darkness shone, in the twilight. Last Line: I remember her silence, and, in the night, her smile. Subject(s): Venice, Italy | ||||||||
Her eyes in the darkness shone, in the twilight shed By the gondola bent like the darkness over her head. Softly the gondola rocked, lights came and went; A white glove shone as her black fan lifted and leant Where the silk of her dress, the blue of a bittern's wing, Rustled against my knee, and, murmuring The sweet slow hesitant English of a child, Her voice was articulate laughter, her soul smiled. Softly the gondola rocked, lights came and went; From the sleeping houses a shadow of slumber leant Over our heads like a wing, and the dim lagoon, Rustling with silence, slumbered under the moon. Softly the gondola rocked, and a pale light came Over the waters, mild as a silver flame; She lay back, thrilling with smiles, in the twilight shed By the gondola bent like the darkness over her head; I saw her eyes shine subtly, then close awhile: I remember her silence, and, in the night, her smile. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ELEVATED by JOHN FREDERICK NIMS SURFACES AND MASKS; 12 by CLARENCE MAJOR SURFACES AND MASKS; 2 by CLARENCE MAJOR SURFACES AND MASKS; 1 by CLARENCE MAJOR SURFACES AND MASKS; 3 by CLARENCE MAJOR SURFACES AND MASKS; 30 by CLARENCE MAJOR SURFACES AND MASKS; 6 by CLARENCE MAJOR SURFACES AND MASKS; 7 by CLARENCE MAJOR ROSE COLORED GLASSES by KENNETH REXROTH NERVES by ARTHUR WILLIAM SYMONS |
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