AH! what magic was that, and what the mystery In the Suffolk maiden's look that swiftly enchanted me, And held me prisoner? Love that could never be, For love for me had long since left his celestial tree -- Never from those boughs would the bright wings flash again. Standing and trembling, I in silence shone to The unknown divine look, and when she was gone too The countenance-light yet mastered my being, And all the garden round was lost to my seeing -- There was but this dynasty, where, gods, and when? God-seeking, bold, laborious, earth's companions, That long ago triumphing made the plough's dominions, Ladies whose lovely faith the long years stormed not, These all in one met, ghost-glowing, formed not These the chance-come charm that bade me worship then? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TACKING SHIP OFF SHORE by WALTER MITCHELL PATRIOTISM AND FREEDOM by JOANNA BAILLIE THE DREAMER by HUGH FRANCIS BLUNT SONNETS FOR NEW YORK CITY: 2. A POLITICAL 'BOSS' by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH THE RING AND THE BOOK: BOOK 11. GUIDO by ROBERT BROWNING TO AN EVOLUTIONIST by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON SCENES FROM THE MAGICO PRODIGIOSO by PEDRO CALDERON DE LA BARCA |