BLEST beyond earth's bliss, with heaven I deem him Blest, the man that in thy presence near thee Face to face may sit, and while thou speakest, Listening may hear thee, And thy sweet-voiced laughter: -- In my bosom The rapt heart so troubleth, wildly stirred: Let me see thee, but a glimpse -- and straightway Utterance of word Fails me; no voice comes; my tongue is palsied; Thrilling fire through all my flesh hath run; Mine eyes cannot see, mine ears make dinning Noises that stun; The sweat streameth down, -- my whole frame seized with Shivering, -- and wan paleness o'er me spread, Greener than the grass; I seem with faintness Almost as dead. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET (ON RECEIVING A LETTER INFORMING ME OF THE BIRTH OF A SON) by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE REMINISCENCE by DOROTHY ALLISON THE BIRDS: THE HOOPOE'S CALL TO THE BIRDS by ARISTOPHANES THE ANCIENTS by WILLIAM ROSE BENET PSALM 84: THE SPARROW by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE LIMERICK by FRANK GELETT BURGESS TO AN UNNAMED LADY by GEORGE HERBERT CLARKE |