@2O@1 SWEET to hear thy name on friendly tongue,— But sweeter far to hear thee utter mine! O joy to enter memory's secret shrine And find thee thronéd sovereign saint among All hopes and honours I have sought or sung;— But greater joy to see the image shine Of my sole self within thy tender eyne, And lose the years, and share thy spirit young! If this be selfish, dear, or selfish seem, Let me confess my fault, and bear correction;— And yet from penance may this plea redeem: My name I love not, but as thou dost call, Nor my presentment save in one reflection, For thou art Love, and loved, and lover all. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PLAINT OF THE DISGUSTED BRITON IN THE STATES by GEORGE SANTAYANA MANOKWARI, IRIAN JAYA; IN MEMORIAM, ALFRED RUSSEL WALLACE by KAREN SWENSON THE SHEPHERD, FR. SONGS OF INNOCENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE THE WOODSPURGE by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI AH, BIND MY HANDS by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS HYMN, COMPOSED FOR THE CHILDREN OF A SUNDAY SCHOOL by BERNARD BARTON CLIO, NINE ECLOGUES IN HONOUR OF NINE VIRTUES: 2. OF GRATITUDE by WILLIAM BASSE THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 89. THE LIMIT OF HUMAN KNOWLEDGE by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |