WEARY already, weary miles to-night
I walked for bed: and so, to get some ease,
I dogged the flying moon with similes.
And like a wisp she doubled on my sight
In ponds; and caught in tree-tops like a kite;
And in a globe of film all liquorish
Swam full-faced like a silly silver fish;-
Last like a bubble shot the welkin's height
Where my road turned, and got behind me, and sent
My wizened shadow craning round at me,
And jeered, -So, step the measure,-one two three!â?
And if I faced on her, looked innocent.
But just at parting, halfway down a dell,
She kissed me for good-night. So you'll not tell.
A Match With The Moon
Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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Poem topics: fish, moon, silver, tree, innocent, shadow, good, step, measure, night, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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