text: --Hush!--Look out-- Up the street! Is none without? How the poplar swings about! "And that hour--beneath the beech -- When I listen'd in a dream And he said in his deep speech That he owed me all _esteem_ -- Each word swam in on my brain With a dim dilating pain Till it burst with that last strain-- "I fell flooded with a Dark In the silence of a swoon-- When I rose still cold and stark There was night --I saw the moon: And the stars each in its place And the May-blooms on the grass Seem'd to wonder what I was