Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNETS TO MIRANDA: 11, by WILLIAM WATSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: You dwell amidst a world not far below Last Line: Nor rail at heights I may not hope to gain. Alternate Author Name(s): Watson, John William Subject(s): Hearts; Life; Love | ||||||||
YOU dwell amidst a world not far below Splendour of courts, and state of queens and kings, Yet cheer the halt and maimed, with ministerings Of Love. The scoffer says, "Your radiant glow But mocks their hopeless gloom!" It is not so! Rather do these thank God for her who brings Morn, and a wafture of all fragrant things, To hearts that little else of sunlight know. Far be the day when Life shall have no more Its hills and valleys, only one dead plain! Myself am of the valleys, whence do soar The peaks, and proud in valleys I remain; Yet watch the mountains from the river shore, Nor rail at heights I may not hope to gain. | 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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