I HAVE known loneliness; -- the mountain peak Scarred by the lightnings, and communicant With searing suns and the pale lips of stars; The gaping canyon riven deep in earth As with titanic cleavage; the gray sea, Sunless and sad, unswept by any sail; The desert, void from marge to shimmering marge, Only a vulture veering in the vault; The roaring street, its jostling myriads, And yet no face the fond face of a friend; But none of these so poignantly has pierced My heart, as has one small deserted room Where she was wont to sit within whose eyes Love was perpetual guest, -- the little room (Oh, blinding tears!) whereto she comes no more. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PRAIRIES by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT TO MY HONOURED FRIEND DR. CHARLETON by JOHN DRYDEN TO THE RIGHT HON! WILLIAM EARL OF DARTMOUTH by PHILLIS WHEATLEY EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 25. ENVY ACCOMPANIES LOVE by PHILIP AYRES TO MR. BOWRING ON HIS POETICAL TRANSLATIONS by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD SECTION GANG: AFTERNOON by NORMAN BOLKER PROLOGUE FOR THE SILVERDALE VILLAGE PLAYERS: EASTER 1922 by GORDON BOTTOMLEY |