ONCE more from that fond heart I'm driven Which I so dearly love, so madly; Once more from that fond heart I'm driven -- Beside it would I linger gladly, The chariot rolls, the bridge is quaking, The stream beneath it flows so sadly; Once more the joys am I forsaking Of that fond heart I love so madly. In heav'n rush on the starry legions, As though before my sorrow flying -- Sweet one, farewell! in distant regions My heart for thee will still be sighing. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WATCH OF A SWAN by SARAH MORGAN BRYAN PIATT SPANISH WINGS: A LEAF FROM A LOG BOOK by H. BABCOCK THE BRONZE STATUE OF NAPOLEON by AUGUSTE BARBIER SEARCHLIGHTS by MILDRED SUTTON BRENEMAN BEFORE AND AFTER by OLIVER MADOX BROWN THE MARCHING FEET by MAXWELL STRUTHERS BURT |