I WOULD it had been mine in Time remote When Nature's womb a monstrous brood begat, Upon some maiden giantess to dote, As at a queen's feet some voluptuous cat; To watch her body budding, with her mind Growing in dreadful frolic; and dislimn The sombre furnace gathering heat behind The misty veil that in her eyes did swim; Over her mighty shape to roam at ease, Crawl on the slope of her enormous knees; Or when the sultry heat of summer drove My mistress prone athwart the grassy space, Drowsed in the shadow of her breasts, not move Like a still hamlet at a mountain's base. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE HERETIC: 1. BLASPHEMY by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE VOYAGE by CAROLINE ATHERTON BRIGGS MASON SYMPATHY by HENRY DAVID THOREAU THANKSGIVING DAY by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE WELCOME by FARID OD-DIN MOHAMMAD EBN EBRAHIM ATTAR |