Though destiny half broke her cruel bars, Herself contriving we should meet on earth, And with thy beauty fed my spirit's dearth And tuned to love the ages' many jars, Yet there is potency in natal stars; And we were far divided in our birth By nature's gifts and half the planet's girth, And speech, and faith, and blood, and ancient wars. Alas! thy very radiance made division, Thy youth, thy friends, and all men's eyes that wooed; Thy simple kindness came as in derision Of so much love and so much solitude; Or did the good gods order all to show How far the single strength of love can go? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LAST POST by ROBERT RANKE GRAVES THE MAY MAGNIFICAT by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS EPITAPH ON A JACOBITE by THOMAS BABINGTON MACAULAY TO IRELAND IN THE COMING TIMES by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE PROEM. TO LOVE by PHILIP AYRES DULL DEVOTION by JOSEPH BEAUMONT |