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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HE WHO HATH LOVED, by WALTER MALONE Last Line: And winged through ever-blooming fields of heaven. | |||
HE who hath loved hath borne a vassal's chain, And worn the royal purple of a king; Hath shrunk beneath the icy Winter's sting, Then revelled in the golden Summer's reign; He hath within the dust and ashes lain, Then soared o'er mountains on an eagle's wing; A hut hath slept in, worn with wandering, And hath been lord of castle-towers in Spain. He who hath loved hath starved in beggar's cell, Then in Aladdin's jewelled chariot driven; He hath with passion roamed a demon fell, And had an angel's raiment to him given; His restless soul hath burned with flames of hell, And winged through ever-blooming fields of heaven. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OPPORTUNITY RENEWED by WALTER MALONE POE'S COTTAGE AT FORDHAM by WALTER MALONE THE RESURRECTION by JONATHAN HENDERSON BROOKS THE FARM CHILD'S LULLABY by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR OPPORTUNITY by NICCOLO MACHIAVELLI PEACE GUARANTEED by MARY J. ARMSTRONG ON RECEIPT OF A RARE PIPE by W. H. B. YOUTH'S AMBITION by ANNA GRACE BOYLES A YEAR'S SPINNING by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |
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