Explore "Pierrot's Song" by Sara Teasdale on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
(For a picture by Dugald Walker)
LADY, light in the east hangs low, / Draw your veils of dream apart, / Under the casement stands Pierrot / Making a song to ease his heart.
(Yet do not break the song too soon -- / I love to sing in the paling moon.)
The petals are falling, heavy with dew, / The stars have fainted out of the sky, / Come to me, come, or else I too, / Faint with the weight of love will die.
(She comes -- alas, I hoped to make / Another stanza for her sake! )