THRICE happy day, that saw our Fair Maid's eyes First open to the sunshine! Art thou come To see if yet the light of Paradise Has faded from them, in her earthly home? Nay, there it shines! As innocent and true As that first day, she dwells among us yet; Look in those eyes of Heaven's serenest blue, And see the Heaven she never can forget. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PARTING LOVERS by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING THE MEN BEHIND THE GUNS by JOHN JEROME ROONEY SONNET: 3 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE THE KANSAS EMIGRANTS by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER THE PILGRIM SHIP by KATHARINE LEE BATES EPIPHANIE CAROL by JOSEPH BEAUMONT |