Memory

How I loved you in your sleep,

With the starlight on your hair!

The touch of your lips was sweet,

Aziza whom I adore,

As I lay at your slender feet,

And against their soft palms pressed,

I fitted my face to rest.

As winds blow over the sea

From Citron gardens ashore,

Came, through your scented hair,

The breeze of the night to me.

My lips grew arid and dry,

My nerves were tense,

Though your beauty soothe the eye

It maddens the sense.

Every curve of that beauty is known to me,

Every tint of that delicate roseleaf skin,

And these are printed on ever atom of me,

Burnt in on every fibre until I die.

And for this, my sin,

I doubt if ever, though dust I be,

The dust will lose the desire,

The torment and hidden fire,

Of my passionate love for you.

Aziza whom I adore,

My dust will be full of your beauty, as is the blue

And infinite ocean full of the azure sky.

In the light that waxed and waned

Playing about your slumber in silver bars,

As the palm trees swung their feathery fronds athwart the stars,

How quiet and young you were,

Pale as the Champa flowers, violet veined,

That, sweet and fading, lay in your loosened hair.

How sweet you were in your sleep,

With the starlight on your hair!

Your throat thrown backwards, bare,

And touched with circling moonbeams, silver white

On the couch’s sombre shade.

O Aziza my one delight,

When Youth’s passionate pulses fade,

And his golden heart beats slow,

When across the infinite sky

I see the roseate glow

Of my last, last sunset flare,

I shall send my thoughts to this night

And remember you as I die,

The one thing, among all the things of this earth, found fair.

How sweet you were in your sleep,

With the starlight, silver and sable, across your hair!

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Poems in English 

• Yarrow Revisited by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Written With A Slate Pencil On A Stone, On The Side Of The Mountain Of Black Comb by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Written Upon A Blank Leaf In “The Complete Angler.” by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Written In Very Early Youth by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Written in March by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Written in London. September, 1802 by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Written In Germany On One Of The Coldest Days Of The Century by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Written In A Blank Leaf Of Macpherson’s Ossian by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• With Ships the Sea was Sprinkled Far and Nigh by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• With How Sad Steps, O Moon, Thou Climb’st the Sky by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Who Fancied What A Pretty Sight by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Where Lies The Land To Which Yon Ship Must Go? by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• When To The Attractions Of The Busy World by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• “When I Have Borne In Memory” by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Weak Is The Will Of Man, His Judgement Blind by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Water-Fowl Observed Frequently Over The Lakes Of Rydal And Grasmere by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Waldenses by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• View From The Top Of Black Comb by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Vernal Ode by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Vaudracour And Julia by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth

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