PETRARCH! I would that there might be In this thy household sanctuary No visible monument of thee: The Fount that whilom played before thee, The Roof that rose in shelter o'er thee, The low fair Hills that still adore thee, -- I would no more; thy memory Must loathe all cold reality, Thought-worship only is for thee. They say thy Tomb lies there below; What want I with the marble show? I am content, -- I will not go: For though by Poesy's high grace Thou saw'st, in thy calm resting-place, God, Love, and Nature face to face; Yet now that thou art wholly free, How can it give delight to see That sign of thy captivity? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PARTED FRIENDS by JAMES MONTGOMERY FOR A DEAD LADY by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON BOTHWELL: PART 3 by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN DECORATION DAY PRAYER by ARTHUR ROSZELLE BEMIS JR. ON H---- THE PICK THANK by WILLIAM BLAKE IN THE FOURTH WATCH by MYRON HENRY BROOMWELL CONDOLATORY ADDRESS TO SARAH, COUNTESS OF JERSEY by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THE DREAM AND THE REALITY by DOROTHY CAMERON TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 4. ONE AT A TIME by EDWARD CARPENTER |