WITH the same heart, I said, I'll answer thee As those, when thou shalt call me by my name -- Lo, the vain promise! is the same, the same, Perplexed and ruffled by life's strategy? When called before, I told how hastily I dropped my flowers or brake off from a game, To run and answer with the smile that came At play last moment, and went on with me Through my obedience. When I answer now, I drop a grave thought, break from solitude; Yet still my heart goes to thee -- ponder how -- Not as to a single good, but all my good! Lay thy hand on it, best one, and allow That no child's foot could run fast as this blood. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...I'VE NOTHING TO OFFER by DAVID IGNATOW GOLD-OF-OPHIR ROSES by GRACE ATHERTON DENNEN A NOCTURNAL REVERIE by ANNE FINCH NOVEMBER BLUE by ALICE MEYNELL SUMMER NIGHT by KENNETH SLADE ALLING AN EPITAPH ON A DUTCH CAPTAIN by PHILIP AYRES |