MY heart is strong as a sturdy oak, Its branches and boughs gnarled extending, On sunlit space aye fixed is its look, And it knows naught of bowing or bending. A ship so proud with streamers and mast, It sweeps through surges loud roaring, Yet nor rest nor peace can it find, till at last In home's haven it ceases exploring. Too often my heart is like a flint, So cold, stiff, and senseless lying, But e'en one blow with the steel imprint, Bright sparks and flames round you'll be flying. Yet if the omnipotent light of love To subdue it hath all its strength given, 'T will softer e'en than melting snow prove, Or oak by the lightning riven. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VOLUPTAS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE LOVER PLEADS WITH HIS FRIENDS FOR OLD FRIENDS by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE HOUSEKEEPER by CHARLES LAMB ON THOSE THAT HATED 'THE PLAYBOY OF THE WESTERN WORLD' by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE SPIRIT OF THE TIMES by ALEXANDER ANDERSON |