I have never been rich before, But you have poured Into my heart's high door A golden hoard. My wealth is the vision shared, The sympathy, The feast of the soul prepared By you for me. Together we wander through The wooded ways. Old beauties are green and new Seen through your gaze. I look for no greater prize Than your soft voice. The steadiness of your eyes Is my heart's choice. I have never been rich before, But I divine Your step on my sunlit floor And wealth is mine! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON CATULLUS by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR THE WALKER OF THE SNOW by CHARLES DAWSON SHANLY THE MORAL FABLES: THE SHEEP AND THE DOG by AESOP THE ORGANIST by KATHARINE LEE BATES PSALM 55 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |