My heart is anywhere That beauty lingers long -- Upon a mountain peak, Within a new-made song. It is a vagrant thing, It shines in garish glee, Now laughing from a cloud Then quiet in a tree. Light love is not my fancy, And roving's not my will; But I can look on beauty And never get my fill. So, if it bring me that Which is beyond compare, My heart may linger lightly Or laggard anywhere. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...KILLED IN ACTION by ISAAC ROSENBERG HUMPTY DUMPTY RECITATION [OR, SONG] by CHARLES LUTWIDGE DODGSON SONNET: ON FAME (1) by JOHN KEATS SONNET: AUTUMN by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE TIME IS GONE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |