Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TWELVE SONNETS: 5. GLAD SEASONS, by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) First Line: But lo! Thou comest like the sweet moonlight Last Line: The very birds sing louder for thy sake! Subject(s): Happiness; Joy; Delight | ||||||||
But lo! thou comest like the sweet moonlight That turns the flashing waters into gold: Thou comest,and the world is no more old, But young and glad, and robed in wedding white. The swift waves laugh with ever-tuneful might; Amid the trees the enamoured breeze is bold; And all this just because thine hand I hold And watch with quiet eyes thine eyes most bright. The whole world changes, love, when thou art here! The thunderous dark oppressive huge clouds break: Fallen are the broken wings of vanquished fear: Blue now for grey ripples the sun-kissed lake: Deep shines the sky unflecked with mist and clear: The very birds sing louder for thy sake! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE STUDY OF HAPPINESS by KENNETH KOCH SO MUCH HAPPINESS by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE CROWD CONDITIONS by JOHN ASHBERY I WILL NOT BE CLAIMED by MARVIN BELL THE BOOK OF THE DEAD MAN (#21): 1. ABOUT THE DEAD MAN'S HAPPINESS by MARVIN BELL A GIFT OF SPRING by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) |
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