I SAW thee once and nought discern'd For stranger to admire; A serious aspect, but it burn'd With no unearthly fire. Again I saw, and I confess'd Thy speech was rare and high; And yet it vex'd my burden'd breast, And scared, I knew not why. I saw once more, and awe-struck gazed On face, and form, and air; God's living glory round thee blazed -- A Saint -- a Saint was there! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NEGRO by JAMES LANGSTON HUGHES THE WASHERS OF THE SHROUD; OCTOBER, 1861 by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL FOR THE HOLY FAMILY, BY MICHELANGELO (IN THE NATIONAL GALLERY) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI LUCY (2) by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH THE ARGONAUTS (ARGONATUICA): MEDEA'S HESITATION by APOLLONIUS RHODIUS |