CURTAINS
By HAZEL HALL
I have curtained my window with filmy seeming,
Overhanging it with chintz of dreaming,
That I may watch through sun and rain
Beside the windowpane.
Overhanging it with chintz of dreaming,
That I may watch through sun and rain
Beside the windowpane.
Faintly my curtains stir and flutter
Before the words that loud rains utter,
And through their fabric, cool and still,
The sun falls on the sill.
Before the words that loud rains utter,
And through their fabric, cool and still,
The sun falls on the sill.
NEW YORK: JOHN LANE COMPANY
LONDON: JOHN LANE, THE BODLEY HEAD
MCMXXI
