This is a remarkably effective love poem from Clark Ashton Smith (CAS), casting his beloved in the fantastic role of a great beauty from the deep legends of myth.
The poem takes the form of a sonnet, and CAS skillfully works the volta: the opening octet presents a portrait of one so lovely as to be able to call "The feet that flying Lemures have drawn / To years beyond the darkness and the dawn".
After the turn, the closing sestet focuses on the supplicant, that "the pilgrim of dark shrines" who desires only
To watch, in a place of summer grass and pines,
The spangled spectrum somnolently spun
In your deep hair by the seaward-turning sun.
CAS wrote many a romantic verse, some of which I have found to be rather uninspired. "No Stranger Dream" is a significant exception, as the poet draws on his interests in dark fantasy and mythology to craft a poem that exults the power of beauty and love to contest even the arcane powers of the restless spirits.