DISILLUSION
The night was like a jewell’d crown—(Could jewels be so soft a thing!)For stars and wind were in the townAnd by the highways entering,Plucked there as on a viol string,Until—somewhere—a woman’s scream—Sharply shattered the dream!
The night was like a jewell’d crown—(Could jewels be so soft a thing!)For stars and wind were in the townAnd by the highways entering,Plucked there as on a viol string,Until—somewhere—a woman’s scream—Sharply shattered the dream!
The night was like a jewell’d crown—(Could jewels be so soft a thing!)For stars and wind were in the townAnd by the highways entering,Plucked there as on a viol string,Until—somewhere—a woman’s scream—Sharply shattered the dream!
The night was like a jewell’d crown—
(Could jewels be so soft a thing!)
For stars and wind were in the town
And by the highways entering,
Plucked there as on a viol string,
Until—somewhere—a woman’s scream—
Sharply shattered the dream!