ALL things are changed save thee, -- thou art the same, Only perchance more dear, as one friend grows When other friends have turn'd away. Who knows With what strange joy thou didst my life inflame Before I took upon my lips the name Which vows me to thy service? Come thou close; For to thy feet to-day my being flows, As when, a boy, for comforting I came. Thou, whose transfiguring touch makes speech divine, -- Whose eyes are deeper than deep seas or skies, -- Warm with thy fire this heart, these lips of mine, Lighten the darkness with thy luminous eyes, Till all the quivering air about me shine, And I have gain'd my spirit's Paradise. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A DOUBLE STANDARD by FRANCES ELLEN WATKINS HARPER SONNET WRITTEN IN DISGUST OF VULGAR SUPERSTITION by JOHN KEATS THE OLD MAN'S WISH by WALTER POPE RUMORS FROM AN AEOLIAN HARP by HENRY DAVID THOREAU THE BLACK PANTHER by JOHN HALL WHEELOCK MY HAPPINESS by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS THE OUTCAST by HELEN MCCRORY ARENDELL THE BIRDS: THE BUILDING OF CLOUDCUCKOOCITY by ARISTOPHANES SOLILOQUIES OF A SMALL-TOWN TAXI-DRIVER: ON THE EMOTIONS by EDGAR BARRATT |