Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LUCY, by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER Poet's Biography First Line: The sculptor carves the stone, till he beholds Last Line: Her utter truth and sweetness all the while! Subject(s): Women | ||||||||
The sculptor carves the stone, till he beholds Its lessening bulk his finer thought fulfil; The flesh and blood our heavenly Artist moulds, Waxed fuller, while He wrought it fairer still, As Lucy grew to woman. Not a girl In the village wore her gracious look: But each her dear pre-eminence could brook, Nor wished a duller gloss on the least curl Of her bright auburn hair. Love came to woo In humblest guise, yet no coquettish guile Depraved the honest beauty of her smile; Her goodness raised and bettered those who drew The lot of the rejected, for they knew Her utter truth and sweetness all the while! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ARISTOTLE TO PHYLLIS by JOHN HOLLANDER A WOMAN'S DELUSION by SUSAN HOWE JULIA TUTWILER STATE PRISON FOR WOMEN by ANDREW HUDGINS THE WOMEN ON CYTHAERON by ROBINSON JEFFERS TOMORROW by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD LADIES FOR DINNER, SAIPAN by KENNETH KOCH GOODBYE TO TOLERANCE by DENISE LEVERTOV HER FIRST-BORN by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER |
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