At the last, tenderly, From the walls of the powerful fortress'd house, From the clasp of the knitted locks, from the keep of the well-closed doors, Let me be wafted. Let me glide noiselessly forth; With the key of softness unlock the locks -- with a whisper, Set ope the doors O soul. Tenderly -- be not impatient, (Strong is your hold O mortal flesh, Strong is your hold O love.) | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON BRODSKY'S COLLECTED by MICHAEL S. HARPER STROLLER by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS A VOYAGE TO CYTHERA by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE YOUTH AND AGE by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE GARDEN YEAR by SARA COLERIDGE |