HERE is the dim enchanted wood <br />Your face, a mystery divine, <br />But half revealed, half understood, <br />Appears the counterpart of mine. <br /> <br />Beyond the wood the daylight lies; <br />Cruel and hard, it lies in wait <br />To steal the magic from your eyes <br />And from your lips the thrill of fate. <br /> <br />Ah, stay with me a little while <br />Here, where the magic shadows rest, <br />Where all my world is in your smile <br />And all my heaven on your breast. <br /> <br />Ah no!--cling close, what need to move, <br />What need to advance or explore? <br />We came here blindly, led by love, <br />Who will not lead us any more. <br /> <br />Thank God that here we two have stood, <br />Thank God this shade was ours to win; <br />Time with his axe has marked our wood <br />And he will let the daylight in.<br /><br />Edith Nesbit<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-one-who-pleaded-for-candour-in-love/
