Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, PEACE, by AMELIA WOODWARD TRUESDELL


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First Line: Peace! Is it the dull
Last Line: "in thine own place, thy soul shall find its peace."
Subject(s): Death; Grief; Peace; Dead, The; Sorrow; Sadness


Peace! Is it the dull
Low ache that follows in the lull
Of pain? Is it the sob
Of waning senses when the startled throb
Of passion's pulse has passed? Is it the glow
Of sorrow's aftermath? Or yet the slow
Benumbing torpor of too satisfied desire?
Or is it hearth-stone vesper by the fire?

Is it the Autumn fruitage, or the thrill
Of promise in the opening bud of Spring?
Is it the folded or the spreading wing?
Or is it yet the pliant will
To suffer and be still?

Nay, it is none of these, I know.
What is it thus I seek, turned to and fro?
It flees me like the holy grail
That vanished over hill and mere and vale.
And faint as hymning of the angel forms which bore
That jewel-cup forever on before,
There comes a voice: "Let wandering cease;
In thine own place, thy soul shall find its peace."





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