Thy Smile Poem by Ameen Rihani

Outside the gates of night, above the moon,
Where breatheth none but gods, where light alone
Forever rules from his star-studded throne.
Where Melancholy never reaches noon.
And where the Pleiades their harps attune, —
There in the centre of the lightning zone,
upon the zephyr which the storm hath sown,
Thou first wert formed with pleasure to com-
mune.
And now in Pleasure's world, upon the face
Of bright and gay Bohemia's fairest child
The zephyr dallies with the lightning flash;
The smile divine, as well the subtle grace
Are deeply there impressed, by naught defiled—
There joy's received as well as paid in cash.