At the last, tenderly, From the walls of the powerful fortress'd house, From the clasp of the knitted locks, from the keep of the well-closed doors, Let me be wafted. Let me glide noiselessly forth; With the key of softness unlock the locks -- with a whisper, Set ope the doors O soul. Tenderly -- be not impatient, (Strong is your hold O mortal flesh, Strong is your hold O love.) | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OUR LORD AND OUR LADY by HILAIRE BELLOC GOOD COMPANY by KARLE WILSON BAKER COWPER'S GRAVE by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING EPISTLE TO JOHN LAPRAIK, AN OLD SCOTTISH BARD by ROBERT BURNS SWEET STAY-AT-HOME by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES THE OLD BRIDGE AT FLORENCE; SONNET by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW ON THE MORNING OF CHRIST'S NATIVITY: THE HYMN by JOHN MILTON |