Classic and Contemporary Poetry
RISE, NOBLE SOUL, by THOMAS TRAHERNE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Rise, noble soul, and come away Last Line: We'll fold and mingle all the way. Subject(s): Love | ||||||||
1 Rise, noble soul, and come away; Let us no longer waste the day. Come, let us haste to yonder hill, Where pleasures fresh are growing still. The way at first is rough and steep, And something hard for to ascend; But on the top do pleasures keep, And ease and joys do still attend. 2 Come, let us go; and do not fear The hardest way, while I am near. My heart with thine shall mingl'd be; Thy sorrows mine, my joys with thee. And all our labours as we go True love shall sweeten still, And strew our way with flowers too, Whilst we ascend the hill. 3 The hill of rest, where angels live: Where Bliss her palace hath to give; Where thousands shall thee welcome make, And joy that thou their joys dost take. O come, let's haste to this sweet place, I pray thee quickly heal thy mind! Sweet, let us go with joyful pace And leave the baser world behind. 4 Come, let's unite; and we'll aspire Like brighter flames of heavenly fire, That with sweet incense do ascend, Still purer to their journey's end. Two rising flames in one we'll be, And with each other twining play, And how, 'twill be a joy to see, We'll fold and mingle all the way. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT |
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