Classic and Contemporary Poetry
I OFTEN THINK, by CHARLES V. H. ROBERTS First Line: I often think, were I to die, dear Last Line: As the richest jewels from paradise. Subject(s): Love; Thought; Thinking | ||||||||
I often think, were I to die, dear, To sleep, to feel, to pray there in that Realm, So far away, Some thrill of tender sympathy, We had had, or dreamed, or known, or loved, We two alone, Would startle, then recarry me From Exile back to Life again. I often think, were I in my grave, dear, Beneath the forest deep or vine-clad walls, Thine eyes in grief Would drop seeds of such sweet sorrow That my heart would risebreak into a rose, And recognize Thy tears of Love upon its petals, As the richest jewels from Paradise. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MILLE ET UN SENTIMENTS (PREMIERS CENTS) by DENISE DUHAMEL SUNDAY AFTERNOON by CLARENCE MAJOR I BROOD ABOUT SOME CONCEPTS, FOR EXAMPLE by ALICIA SUSKIN OSTRIKER EASY LESSONS IN GEOPHAGY by KENNETH REXROTH GENTLEMEN, I ADDRESS YOU PUBLICLY by KENNETH REXROTH ON FLOWER WREATH HILL: 1 by KENNETH REXROTH A PROPOSAL by CHARLES V. H. ROBERTS |
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