I SAW where women's hearts were hung, Like fruit upon a tree, And Time himself leaned on his scythe And eyed them wearily. One heart hung there so deeply marked, So eaten by the flame, That all its substance seemed to be One sole consuming name. And men cried out, "Find us such hearts That our names, too, be hid Within and heralded without!" But Time said, "God forbid!" "None ever branded deep as this In the wholesome light of day, Nor wielded tools so fiercely hot To go unscathed away." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE HOUSE OF LIFE: JENNY by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI A WOMAN'S SONNETS: 12 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT UPON THIS WORK OF HIS BELOVED FRIEND THE AUTHOR by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) A MIRACLE by AMELIA JOSEPHINE BURR THE SILENCE OF UNLABOURED FIELDS by JOSEPH CAMPBELL |