Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AT LAST, by ANNA BUNSTON DE BARY First Line: This is the wood oft visited in dreams Last Line: And left no place for joy in all the wood. | ||||||||
THIS is the wood oft visited in dreams, The longed-for scent of pines is in the air, And this the pictured beech whose foliage streams Like tresses of some mighty angel's hair. But now, too late, my very feet may stand Where long the unsubstantial dream feet stood; Regret hath marshalled here her phantom band And left no place for joy in all the wood. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A DISCLAIMER by ANNA BUNSTON DE BARY A GRACE by ANNA BUNSTON DE BARY A GREAT MYSTERY by ANNA BUNSTON DE BARY A PENITENT TO HIS NEIGHBOURS by ANNA BUNSTON DE BARY A PEOPLED SOLITUDE by ANNA BUNSTON DE BARY A ROOT OF DOUBT by ANNA BUNSTON DE BARY A ROSE by ANNA BUNSTON DE BARY ACTUM EST! by ANNA BUNSTON DE BARY ALLEGRA AND TRISTITIA by ANNA BUNSTON DE BARY AS RIVERS OF WATER IN A DRY PLACE by ANNA BUNSTON DE BARY |
|