Thomas Humphry Ward, ed. The English Poets. 1880–1918.rnVol. V. Browning to Rupert Brooke
Philip Bourke Marston (1850–1887)Bridal Eve
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She sits as one entranced, with eyes that gaze
Upon the mirrored beauties of her face;
And through the distances of dark and light
She hears faint music of the coming night;
She hears the murmurs of receding days;
Her future life is veiled in such a haze
As hides, on sultry morns, the sun from sight.
Glad, yet afraid to look beyond the verge;
She starts, as at the touch of unseen hands;
Love’s music grows half anthem and half dirge.
Strange sounds and shadows round her spirit fall,
Yet to herself she stranger seems than all.