Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AD ASTRA: 44, by CHARLES WHITWORTH WYNNE First Line: How have I sigh'd, to think of my return! Last Line: Deepens my grief amid the enshrouding gloom. Alternate Author Name(s): Cayzer, Charles Subject(s): Love; Solitude; Loneliness | ||||||||
'How have I sigh'd, to think of my return! No eye will light with kindlier fire for me, No heart will bide my coming, till it burn At every sound of Love's expectancy, No ear alert Love's Messenger to be. All desolate and drear my lonely room; Deepens my grief amid the enshrouding gloom. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN ABEYANCE by DENISE LEVERTOV IN A VACANT HOUSE by PHILIP LEVINE SUNDAY ALONE IN A FIFTH FLOOR APARTMENT, CAMBRIDGE, MASSACHUSETTS by WILLIAM MATTHEWS SILENCE LIKE COOL SAND by PAT MORA THE HONEY BEAR by EILEEN MYLES A DULL DAY IN SEPTEMBER by CHARLES WHITWORTH WYNNE |
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