Upon my lips there fell, when first the Night
1Pales in the highest heaven, seeing Day
1Far down the fathomless Eastern depths a way—
Pales with a fearful joy, a dread delight—
Upon my lips, with wakeful watching white
1There fell a kiss. One instant's space it lay
1Soft as a rose-leaf that the West-winds fray,
And then my eyes awoke to dazzled sight.
The warmth, the tender, impact and the thrill
1Burnt on my lips, and the calm pulse of Sleep
2Awoke and quivered quick in soft surprise.
From that day forward knew I Love!
15And still
1By day I search, and nightly vigil keep
2For Her revealed to me in such strange wise.