Oh, they have robbed me of the hope My spirit held so dear; They will not let me hear that voice My soul delights to hear. They will not let me see that face I so delight to see; And they have taken all thy smiles, And all thy love from me. Well, let them seize on all they can: - One treasure still is mine, - A heart that loves to think on thee, And feels the worth of thine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RUNAWAY SLAVE AT PILGRIM'S POINT by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING SEA SLUMBER-SONG by RODEN BERKELEY WRIOTHESLEY NOEL THE WOODSPURGE by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI POET'S CORNER by ALFRED AUSTIN SONG, FR. THE LOVER'S PROGRESS by FRANCIS BEAUMONT PARTY CARD NO. 224332 by ALEXANDR ILYICH BEZYMENSKY LET US REASON TOGETHER by LEVI BISHOP |