O WIND, you will not break my house; Though you come to my house in bodily form, Though you tramp on the doorstep and over the stone, Though you knock on my roof and my window with storm. O Wind, though you lift your mischievous hand, Rubbing your smooth palm over my door, Though your elbows nudge the wall of my room, Though you hum with contentment over my floor, -- O Wind, you will not break my house; Your mirth will not shake the resting beams; For a slow and a careful Carpenter Built me my house, -- my house of dreams. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MARY AND GABRIEL by RUPERT BROOKE THE CHARGE AT SANTIAGO by WILLIAM HAMILTON HAYNE MARTHY VIRGINIA'S HAND [SEPTEMBER 17, 1862] by GEORGE PARSONS LATHROP ELEGIAC SONNET: 2. WRITTEN AT THE CLOSE OF SPRING by CHARLOTTE SMITH VERSES TO RHYME WITH 'ROSE' (2) by JANE AUSTEN LOVE AND TIME by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |