A Poem a Day Series 2019 – Day 27

Song John Rollin Ridge, 1827 – 1867

I saw her once—her eye’s deep light
Fell on my spirit’s deeper night,
The only beam that e’er illumed
Its shadows drear. The glance was slight,
But oh, what softness it assumed!

I saw her twice—her glance again
Lit up its fire within my brain;
My thoughts leaped up, like lightning warm,
And felt a sweetness mixed with pain,
While gath’ring wildly round her form.

I saw her thrice—she was alone,
And her deep glance more deeply shone
Upon my...