Day and Night

Day and Night

By

E. Nesbit

ALL day the glorious Sun caressed
    Wide meadows and white winding way,
And on the Earth's soft heaving breast
    Heart-warm his royal kisses lay.
She looked up in his face and smiled,
    With mists of love her face seemed dim ;
The golden Emperor was beguiled,
    To dream she would be true to him.

Yet was there, 'neath his golden shower,
    No end of love for him astir ;
She waited, dreaming, for the hour
    When Night, her love, should come to her ;
When 'neath Night's mantle she should creep
    And feel his arms about her cling,
When the soft tears true lovers weep
    Should make amends for everything.





MLA citation: Nesbit, E [Edith]. "Day and Night." The Yellow Book 4 (Jan. 1895): 260. The Yellow Nineties Online. Ed. Dennis Denisoff and Lorraine Janzen Kooistra. Ryerson University, 2011. Web. [Date of access]. http://www.1890s.ca/HTML.aspx?s=YBV4_nesbit_day.html