Treachery

Treachery written by Walter de la Mare

Poems (1906)

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She had amid her ringlets bound
Green leaves to rival their dark hue;
How could such locks with beauty bound
        Dry up their dew,
        Wither them through and through?

She had within her dark eyes lit
Sweet fires to burn all doubt away;
Yet did those fires, in darkness lit,
        Burn but a day,
        Not even till twilight stay.

She had within a dusk of words
A vow in simple splendour set;
How, in the memory of such words,
        Could she forget
        That vow - the soul of it?

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