In Fountain Court
The fountain murmuring of sleep,
A drowsy tune;
The flickering green of leaves that keep
The light of June;
Peace, through a slumbering afternoon,
The peace of June.
A waiting ghost, in the blue sky,
The white curved moon;
June, hushed and breathless, waits, and I
Wait too, with June;
Come, through the lingering afternoon,
Soon, love, come soon.
~~
Arthur Symons (1865-1945)
from Silhouettes, 1892
[Poem is in the public domain in Canada, the United States, and the European Union]
Arthur Symons biography
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