Oh heart, sink into yourself and rally The old fierce strength of your lonely mood -- Tho' the train goes whistling thro' the valley, And the moths go fluttering thro' the wood. The cold dew rises from field and river, The night-wind wanders from hill to hill, The tall June grasses sigh and quiver, Oh heart, sink into yourself, be still! Have done with love and its shilly-shally! Have done with love and its poison-smart! Oh heart, sink into yourself and rally The old fierce strength of your lonely mood -- Let the train go whistling thro' the valley And the moths go fluttering thro' the wood. Return to your solitude, oh heart! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GROWING GRAY by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON HEROIC LOVE by JAMES GRAHAM (1612-1650) A BALLAD OF LONDON (TO H.W. MASSINGHAM) by RICHARD THOMAS LE GALLIENNE LOVE AND AGE by THOMAS LOVE PEACOCK FACADE: 27. WHEN SIR BEELZEBUB by EDITH SITWELL |