THERE never was a mood of mine, Gay or heart-broken, luminous or dull, But you could ease me of its fever And give it back to me more beautiful. In many another soul I broke the bread, And drank the wine and played the happy guest, But I was lonely, I remembered you; The heart belongs to him who knows it best. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SQUIRE BOWLING GREEN by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THIRD BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 12 by THOMAS CAMPION THE DAFT DAYS by ROBERT FERGUSSON SONG OF THE ENGINE by ALEXANDER ANDERSON HORATIAN ECHO by MATTHEW ARNOLD SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 14. 'I LOVE THEE' by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) |