Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, I OFTEN THINK, by CHARLES V. H. ROBERTS



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I OFTEN THINK, by            
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 rise—break into a rose,
And recognize
Thy tears of Love upon its petals,
As the richest jewels from Paradise.





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