English poem
Gabriel
by Humbert Wolfe (1885–1940)
Suppose I gave you what my heart has given— A door to dreams, a little road to heaven. Would you pass through the door, my dreams forgetting, And turn the corner when my sun is setting?
So I should only have (as I have only) Your hair remembered, eyes that left me lonely, A mouth as cold as roses, and the kiss Of Gabriel, sealing love’s defeat with this!