Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SACRAFICE, by CHARLOTTE DEMOREST CURREN First Line: When, on that day, with you I felt the flame Last Line: I'd choose that day when I was crucified! Subject(s): Sacrifices | ||||||||
When, on that day, with you I felt the flame Of sacrifice, endured the cross that stood A barrier between us, all of good Dropped from life's glowing hands. I held as shame If, while I worshiped there, I yet could blame That burning bush of beauty and the rood On which my hopes were nailed to die. (Such wood As flamed to ashes in my tortured frame.) Here do I swear that if, from out my life One day, nay, but one moment, might be left To hold forever, fully satisfied, Within my heart, -- a prize wrung from the strife; And I of all the rest be then bereft, -- I'd choose that day when I was crucified! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CHILD TAKEN FROM THE MOTHER by MINNIE BRUCE PRATT WHAT WAS LEFT OVER; FOR SUJATA BHATT by ELEANOR WILNER COLORADO MORTON'S RIDE by LEONARD BACON (1887-1954) A LITTLE BOY LOST, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE EPITAPHS OF THE WAR, 1914-18: 'EQUALITY OF SACRIFICE' by RUDYARD KIPLING SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: ELSA WERTMAN by EDGAR LEE MASTERS GREATER LOVE by ANTIPATER OF SIDON THE WAY OF SACRIFICE by MATTHEW ARNOLD OF GENERAL GOURAUD by ROBERTA BALFOUR YOU by CHARLOTTE DEMOREST CURREN DOMESDAY BOOK: GEORGE JOSLIN ON LA MENKEN by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |
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