Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE TRUCE, by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE First Line: I have no feuds with warring life. We are Last Line: Be lost forever to a world of men. Subject(s): Netherlands; Holland; Dutch People | ||||||||
I HAVE no feuds with warring life. We are As peaceful as two children fast asleep; The silence settles 'twixt us, broad and deep, Our truce was witnessed by the northern star; For years his barriers have been no bar To any quest of mine. My pulses leap From sense of happy freedom, yet I keep A stealthy watch upon him, near and far, For in one moment he may, tiger-like, Spring swiftly at my heart-chords ere I ken The mystery of his motives, and may strike So deep a wound I shall not rise again, But as the old Dutch town, when broke the dike, Be lost forever to a world of men. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...STREETS OF PEARL AND GOLD by CAROLYN KIZER WHERE I'VE BEEN ALL MY LIFE by CAROLYN KIZER THE LEAK IN THE DIKE; A STORY OF HOLLAND by PHOEBE CARY THE NETHERLANDS by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE CHARACTER OF HOLLAND by ANDREW MARVELL THE WANDERER: 5. IN HOLLAND: A DREAM by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON THE WANDERER: 5. IN HOLLAND: A GHOST STORY by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON THE WANDERER: 5. IN HOLLAND: A LETTER TO CORDELIA by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON A MEMORY by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE |
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