Analysis of The Pleiades

LAST night I saw the Pleiades again,   
 Faint as a drift of steam   
   From some tall chimney-stack;   
And I remembered you as you were then:   
 Awoke dead worlds of dream,           
   And Time turned slowly back.   

I saw the Pleiades through branches bare,   
 And close to mine your face   
   Soft glowing in the dark;   
For Youth and Hope and Love and You were there           
 At our dear trysting-place   
   In that bleak London park.   

And as we kissed the Pleiades looked down   
 From their immeasurable   
   Aloofness in cold Space.           
Do you remember how a last leaf brown   
 Between us flickering fell   
   Soft on your upturned face?   

Last night I saw the Pleiades again,   
 Here in the alien South,           
   Where no leaves fade at all;   
And I remembered you as you were then,   
 And felt upon my mouth   
   Your leaf-light kisses fall!   

The Pleiades remember and look down           
 On me made old with grief,   
   Who then a young god stood,   
When you—now lost and trampled by the Town,   
 A lone wind-driven leaf,—   
   Were young and sweet and good!