To know, to esteem, to love -- and then to part, Makes up life's tale to many a feeling heart! O for some dear abiding-place of Love, O'er which my spirit, like the mother dove, Might brood with warming wings! -- O fair as kind, Were but one sisterhood with you combined (Your very image they in shape and mind), Far rather would I sit in solitude, The forms of memory all my mental food, And dream of you, sweet sisters (ah, not mine!) And only dream of you (ah dream and pine!) Than have the presence, and partake the pride, And shine in the eye of all the world beside! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AND THERE WAS A GREAT CALM' by THOMAS HARDY SUMMER (2) by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE WOODSPURGE by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI CORRYMEELA by NESTA HIGGINSON SKRINE CHARACTERS: SUSANNAH BARBAULD MARISSAL by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |