Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MY LOVE, by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS Poet's Biography First Line: As from the bush a rose we break Last Line: Only to god is known! Subject(s): Love | ||||||||
AS from the bush a rose we break, Thou'rt gone to thy repose; Thine eyes did my whole life-light make, My hands their lids must close. They loudly grieved, watched thy last sleep, To thee with kisses clung; Naught did I, but, in darkness deep, My hands in anguish wrung. They brought thee flowers to enwreath Thy form with garlands fair; I laid my heart thy feet beneath, Within the tomb's chill air. They planted a green willow-tree To beautify thy grave; But I its branches with a sea Of hot tears watered have. Then placed they there a tombstone fine, With date of year and name; Unseen in my heart's depths doth shine One marked with words of flame. They wander oft thy grave unto; I sit and weep alone. How fervent was my love, and true, Only to God is known! | 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 |
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