THE raging, roaring, hungry blast Shook land and sea, The blinding rain fell thick and fast, And dread the thunder's minstrelsy: The lightning, flashing fell and bright, Alone relieved the rayless night When Love came in to me. My ruined hut upon the plain— Ah, misery!— No shelter gave from wind or rain. Love knocked. I cried, "Pass on, let be, Here dwell but want and wan despair." For bed and board and hearth were bare When Love came in to me. Love raised the latch. Lo! overhead The ivy tree And traveller's joy a roof had spread, The board was set full daintily; The pine logs' blaze lit all the dome, The hut became a fairy home When Love came in to me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GRANDMOTHER'S STORY OF BUNKER HILL BATTLE by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES TO ALFRED TENNYSON by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR WINTER'S EVENING HYMN TO MY FIRE by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL THE HOUREGLASSE by JOSEPH BEAUMONT THE ABANDONED by MATHILDE BLIND CLARE'S GHOST by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE EPSOM DUEL, 1689 by THOMAS (TOM) BROWN BRITANNIA'S PASTORALS: BOOK 1. TO WILLIAM, EARL OF PEMBROKE by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) |