Untitled [Places among the stars,] 

Places among the stars,
Soft gardens near the sun,
Keep your distant beauty;
Shed no beams upon my weak heart.
Since she is here
In a place of blackness,
Not your golden days
Nor your silver nights
Can call me to you.
Since she is here
In a place of blackness,
Here I stay and wait.
Credit

This poem is in the public domain.

About this Poem

This untitled poem was published in The Black Riders and Other Lines (Copeland & Day, 1895).