Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HER MERRIMENT, by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: When I had met my love the twentieth time Last Line: Sent ripples down her body to her knees. Alternate Author Name(s): Davies, W. H. Subject(s): Laughter; Love | ||||||||
WHEN I had met my love the twentieth time, She put me to confession day and night: Did I like woman far above all things, Or did the songs I make give more delight? "Listen, you sweeter flower than ever smiled In April's sunny face," I said at last -- "The voices and the legs of birds and women Have always pleased my ears and eyes the most." And saying this, I watched my love with care, Not knowing would my words offend or please: But laughing gayly, her delighted breasts Sent ripples down her body to her knees. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT A SWEETENING ALL AROUND ME AS IT FALLS by JANE HIRSHFIELD A BIRD'S ANGER by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES |
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