Lewis Carroll

Three Sunsets Lewis Carroll

He saw her once, and in the glance, A moment's glance of meeting eyes, His heart stood still in sudden trance: He trembled with a sweet surprise-All in the waning light she stood, The star of perfect womanhood. That summer-eve his heart was light: With lighter step he trod the ground: And life was fairer in his sight, And music was in every sound: He blessed the world where there could beSo beautiful a thing as she. There once again, as evening fellAnd stars were peering overhead, Two lovers met to bid farewell: The western sun gleamed faint and red, Lost in a drift of purple cloudThat wrapped him like a funeral-shroud. Long time the memory of that night-The hand that clasped, the lips that kissed, The form that faded from his sightSlow sinking through the tearful mist-In dreamy music seemed to rollThrough the dark chambers