| Alfred H. Miles, ed. Women Poets of the Nineteenth Century. 1907. | | | An Italian Garden (1886)
II. Venetian Nocturne | | By A. Mary F. Robinson-Darmesteter (1857–1944) |
| | | DOWN the narrow Calle where the moonlight cannot enter | |
| The houses are so high; | |
| Silent and alone we pierced the night’s dim core and centre— | |
| Only you and I. | |
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| Clear and sad our footsteps rang along the hollow pavement, | 5 |
| Sounding like a bell; | |
| Sounding like a voice that cries to souls in Life’s enslavement, | |
| “There is Death as well!” | |
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| Down the narrow dark we went, until a sudden whiteness | |
| Made us hold our breath; | 10 |
| All the white Salute towers and domes in moonlit brightness,— | |
| Ah! could this be Death? | | | | |
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