I am holy, while I stand Circum-crost by thy pure hand: But when that is gone; Again, I, as others, am Prophane. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO HIS DEAD BODY by SIEGFRIED SASSOON THE EMPEROR OF ICE-CREAM by WALLACE STEVENS CHANNING by AMOS BRONSON ALCOTT SONG IN THE NIGHT by OTTO JULIUS BIERBAUM IN VINCULIS; SONNETS WRITTEN IN AN IRISH PRISON: I WILL SMILE NO MORE by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |