Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE KISS, by OLIVE TILFORD DARGAN Poet's Biography First Line: I stole into the secret room Last Line: Stood sovereign. Alternate Author Name(s): Burke, Fielding Subject(s): Death; Kisses; Love - Loss Of; Dead, The | ||||||||
I STOLE into the secret room Where Love lay dying; Mystic and faint perfume Met me like sighing; As heaven had cast a still-born star He lay nor stirred; the shell-thin hand Nerveless of high command Where once the lord-veins sped their fire. And I had thought me glad To let him go. "He reaps His own," I pious said. But this, ah, this Unpleading helplessness! "Give me thy death," I cried, And took it from his lips. The windows burst them wide. The sun came in; And Love high at my side Stood sovereign. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FRIEND KILLED IN THE WAR by ANTHONY HECHT FOR JAMES MERRILL: AN ADIEU by ANTHONY HECHT TARANTULA: OR THE DANCE OF DEATH by ANTHONY HECHT CHAMPS D?ÇÖHONNEUR by ERNEST HEMINGWAY NOTE TO REALITY by TONY HOAGLAND THE PATH-FLOWER by OLIVE TILFORD DARGAN |
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