I O DARLING room, my heart's delight, Dear room, the apple of my sight, With thy two couches soft and white, There is no room so exquisite, No little room so warm and bright, Wherein to read, wherein to write. II For I the Nonnenwerth have seen, And Oberwinter's vineyards green, Musical Lurlei; and between The hills to Bingen have I been, Bingen in Darmstadt, where the Rhene Curves toward Mentz, a woody scene. III Yet never did there meet my sight, In any town to left or right, A little room so exquisite, With two such couches soft and white, Not any room so warm and bright, Wherein to read, wherein to write. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BLIND by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE DARKEST HOUR; OXFORD, 1917 by GEORGE SANTAYANA SATIRE: 3. TO SIR FRANCIS BRIAN by THOMAS WYATT POEM, READ THE SOLDIERS' WELCOME, FRANKLIN, NEW YORK, AUG. 5, 1865 by B. H. BARNES ANYWHERE OUT OF THE WORLD by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE MEN OF WAKE by WILLIAM ROSE BENET THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 100. AGE: 1 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE WANDERER: 5. IN HOLLAND: KING LIMOS by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |