New-dated from the terms that reappear, More sweet-familiar grows my love to thee, And still thou bind'st me to fresh fealty With long-superfluous ties, for nothing here Nor elsewhere can thy sweetness unendear. This is my park, my pleasaunce; this to me As public is my greater privacy, All mine, yet common to my every peer. Those charms accepted of my inmost thought, The towers musical, quiet-walled grove, The window-circles, these may all be sought By other eyes, and other suitors move, And all like me may boast, impeached not, Their special-general title to thy love. Thus, I come underneath this chapel-side, So that the mason's levels, courses, all The vigorous horizontals, each way fall In bows above my head, as falsified By visual compulsion, till I hide The steep-up roof at last behind the small Eclipsing parapet; yet above the wall The sumptuous ridge-crest leave to poise and ride. None besides me this bye-ways beauty try. Or if they try it, I am happier then: The shapen flags and drilled holes of sky, Just seen, may be to many unknown men The one peculiar of their pleasured eye, And I have only set the same to pen. As Devonshire letters, earlier in the year Than we in the East dare look for buds, disclose Smells that are sweeter-memoried than the rose, And pressed violets in the folds appear, So is it with my friends, I note, to hear News from Belleisle, even such a sweetness blows (I know it, knowing not) across from those Meadows to them inexplicably dear. 'As when a soul laments, which hath been blest' -- I'll cite no further what the initiate know. I never saw those fields whereon their best And undivulged love does overflow. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FOR ONCE, THEN, SOMETHING by ROBERT FROST TO AMARANTHA, THAT SHE WOULD DISHEVEL HER HAIR by RICHARD LOVELACE TO MY BOOKS by CAROLINE ELIZABETH SARAH SHERIDAN NORTON THE ROSARY by ROBERT CAMERON ROGERS COLIN CLOUTS COME HOME AGAIN by EDMUND SPENSER FLOWER AND THORN by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH UNION SONG by ERNST MORITZ ARNDT A CHARACTER OF HIS FRIEND, W.B. ESQ by PHILIP AYRES SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 15. ONE NIGHT WITH THEE by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) |