I have loved hours at sea, gray cities, The fragile secret of a flower, Music, the making of a poem That gave me heaven for an hour; First stars above a snowy hill, Voices of people kindly and wise, And the great look of love, long hidden, Found at last in meeting eyes. I have loved much and been loved deeply, Oh when my spirit's fire burns low, Leave me the darkness and the stillness, I shall be tired and glad to go. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE MAD GARDENER'S SONG by CHARLES LUTWIDGE DODGSON ODE TO ETHIOPIA by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR LIMERICK by OLIVER BROOK HERFORD THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 72. THE CHOICE (2) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI POEMS ON THE SLAVE TRADE: 6 by ROBERT SOUTHEY EPITAPH FOR LINCOLN by WALT WHITMAN FANTAISIES DECORATIVES: 2. LES BALLOONS by OSCAR WILDE |