(For a picture by Duncan Walker)
Lady, light in the east hangs low,
Draw your veils of dream apart,
Under the casement stands Pierrot
Making a song to ease his heart.
(Yet do not break the song too soon-
I love to sing in the paling moon.)
The petals are falling, heavy with dew,
The stars have fainted out of the sky,
Come to me, come, or else I too,
Faint with the weight of love will die.
(She comes-alas, I hoped to make
Another stanza for her sake!)
Pierrot's Song
Sara Teasdale
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Poem topics: dream, heart, light, moon, sky, sake, picture, lady, heavy, break, song, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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