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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BLIND LOUISE, by GEORGE WASHINGTON DEWEY First Line: She knew that she was growing blind Last Line: And morn upon her face! | |||
SHE knew that she was growing blind, -- Foresaw the dreary night That soon would fall, without a star, Upon her fading sight; Yet never did she make complaint, But prayed each day might bring A beauty to her waning eyes, -- The loveliness of spring! She dreaded that eclipse which might Perpetually enclose Sad memories of a leafless world, A spectral realm of snows. She'd rather that the verdure left An evergreen to shine Within her heart, as summer leaves Its memory on the pine. She had her wish; for when the sun O'erhung his eastern towers, And shed his benediction on A world of May-time flowers, We found her seated, as of old, In her accustomed place, A midnight in her sightless eyes, And morn upon her face! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A LETTER FROM ITALY by JOSEPH ADDISON STANZAS IN MEMORY OF THE AUTHOR OF OBERMANN by MATTHEW ARNOLD HOW TO KNOW LOVE FROM DECEIT by WILLIAM BLAKE A SONG FOR THE SINGLE TABLE ON NEW YEAR'S DAY by ELIZABETH FRANCES AMHERST AN ODE OF ANACREON by ANACREON |
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