Why should you be astonished that my heart, Plunged for so long in darkness and in dearth, Should be revived by you, and stir and start As by warm April now, reviving Earth? I am the field of undulating grass And you the gentle perfumed breath of Spring, And all my lyric being, when you pass, Is bowed and filled with sudden murmuring. I asked you nothing and expected less, But, with that deep, impassioned tenderness Of one approaching what he most adores, I only wished to lose a little space All thought of my own life, and in its place To live and dream and have my joy in yours. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NOBODY KNOWS BUT MOTHER by MARY MORRISON A SPIRITUAL LEGEND by PHILIP JAMES BAILEY ROMAIOS by WILLAM GAY BALLANTINE IMPROVEMENT IN THE FORTIES by THOMAS BARNARD THE LAST MAN: MIDNIGHT HYMN by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THE BALLAD OF NEW ORLEANS by GEORGE HENRY BOKER ULYSSES IN ITHACA by AMELIA JOSEPHINE BURR |