THOUGH I beheld at first with blank surprise This Work, I now have gazed on it so long I see its truth with unreluctant eyes; O, my Beloved! I have done thee wrong, Conscious of blessedness, but, whence it sprung, Ever too heedless, as I now perceive: Morn into noon did pass, noon into eve, And the old day was welcome as the young, As welcome and as beautiful -- in sooth More beautiful, as being a thing more holy: Thanks to thy virtues, to the eternal youth Of all thy goodness, never melancholy; To thy large heart and humble mind, that cast Into one vision, future, present, past. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ILLUSIONS by ROBERT UNDERWOOD JOHNSON LONE DOG by IRENE RUTHERFORD MCLEOD DRUG STORE by JOHN VAN ALSTYN WEAVER HAVE YOU PLANTED A TREE? by HENRY ABBEY LILIES: 29 by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) TO LOVE IS TO BE BORN ANEW by MARION LOUISE BLISS THE HISTORY OF ARCADIUS AND SEPHA: BOOK 1 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH |