THOUGH I am faithful to my loves lived through, And place them among Memory's great stars, Where burns a face like Hesper: one like Mars: Of visages I get a moment's view, Sweet eyes that in the heaven of me, too, Ascend, tho' virgin to my life they passed. Lo, these within my destiny seem glassed At times so bright, I wish that Hope were new. A gracious freckled lady, tall and grave, Went, in a shawl voluminous and white, Last sunset by; and going sow'd a glance. Earth is too poor to hold a second chance; I will not ask for more than Fortune gave: My heart she goes from -- never from my sight! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EMPEDOCLES ON ETNA; A DRAMATIC POEM by MATTHEW ARNOLD THE SOUL'S EXPRESSION by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING AFTER THE QUARREL by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR INLAND by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY EMPTYING ASHES by MAXWELL ANDERSON EPITHALAMIUM by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD THE RUNAWAY by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |