Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, PAIN, by FLORENCE FOSTER HALL


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PAIN, by                    
First Line: This week has aged me, love, a thousand years
Last Line: The perfect master of my gentle herd!
Subject(s): Love; Pain; Suffering; Misery


This week has aged me, Love, a thousand years.
The pain has left me humbled and more wise.
The pallor of my features, Love, belies
the terror of my heart's immortal fears.
My spirit like a lingering star which peers
so lonely though the winter's weird sunrise
has hovered round my soul which, chastened, flies
to live a holy life among the seers.

Oh Love, I am a princess in a tower
surveying every action, thought and word.
Oh Love, I am a fragrant rose-lined bower
divinely conscious of each bee and bird.
Oh Love, I am the shepherd of the hour,
the perfect master of my gentle herd!





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