Among the men and women the multitude, I perceive one picking me out by secret and divine signs, Acknowledging none else, not parent, wife, husband, brother, child, any nearer than I am, Some are baffled, but that one is not -- that one knows me. Ah lover and perfect equal, I meant that you should discover me so by faint indirections, And I when I meet you mean to discover you by the like in you. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PROSPECT by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING A MOTHER'S LOVE by JAMES MONTGOMERY TO AMERICA, ON HER FIRST SONS FALLEN IN THE GREAT WAR by E. M. WALKER RETURNED FROM THE WAR by HENRY ABBEY LILIES: 10. SOUL-PAIN by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) THERE WAS A GARDEN by MARIE BARTON |