| Alfred H. Miles, ed. Women Poets of the Nineteenth Century. 1907. | | | A Summer Night and Other Poems (1891)
I. A Summer Night | | By Graham R. Thomson (Rosamund Marriott Watson) (1860–1911) |
| | | | ‘Le vent qui vient ô travers la montagne |
| Me rendra fou.’ |
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THE LINDEN leaves are wet, | |
| The gas-lights flare— | |
| Deep yellow jewels set | |
| In dusky air, | |
| In dim air subtly sweet | 5 |
| With vanished rain. | |
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| Hush!—from the distant street | |
| Again—again— | |
| Life’s music swells and falls, | |
| Despairing—light— | 10 |
| Beyond my garden walls | |
| This summer night. | |
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| Where do you call me, where? | |
| O voice that cries! | |
| O murky evening air, | 15 |
| What Paradise, | |
| Unsought, unfound, unknown | |
| Inviteth me, | |
| With faint night-odours blown? | |
| With murmurous plea? | 20 |
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| Future art thou, or Past? | |
| Hope, or Regret? | |
| My heart throbs thick and fast, | |
| Mine eyes are wet, | |
| For well and well I know | 25 |
| Thou hast no share, | |
| Nor hence, nor long ago, | |
| Nor anywhere. | | | |
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