Although I decked a chamber for my bride, And found a moonlit garden for the tryst Wherein all flowers looked happy as we kissed, Hath the deep heart of me been satisfied? The chasm 'twixt our spirits yawns as wide Though our lips meet, and clasp thee as I list, The something perfect that I love is missed, And my warm worship freezes into pride. But why -- O waywardness of nature! -- why Seek farther in the world? I had my choice, And we said we were happy, you and I. Why in the forest should I hear a cry, Or in the sea an unavailing voice, Or feel a pang to look upon the sky? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SAVING WAY by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE PLACE OF PEACE by EDWIN MARKHAM THE CRY OF THE CHILDREN by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING TO THE QUEEN by ALFRED TENNYSON SONGS OF LABOR: DEDICATION by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER |