by: Thomas Bailey Aldrich
MORE POEMS BY THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH
- p to her chamber window
- A slight wire trellis goes,
- And up this Romeo's ladder
- Clambers a bold white rose.
- I lounge in the ilex shadows,
- I see the lady lean,
- Unclasping her silken girdle,
- The curtain's folds between.
- She smiles on her white-rose lover,
- She reaches out her hand
- And helps him in at the window--
- I see it where I stand!
- To her scarlet lip she holds him,
- And kisses him many a time--
- Ah, me! it was he that won her
- Because he dared to climb!