I have gone out and seen the lands of Faery, And have found sorrow and peace and beauty there, And have not known one from the other, but found each Lovely and gracious alike, delicate and fair. "They are children of one mother, she that is called Longing, Desire, Love," one told me: and another, "her secret name Is Wisdom:" and another, "they are not three but one:" And another, "touch them not, seek them not, they are wind and flame." I have come back from the hidden, silent lands of Faery, And have forgotten the music of its ancient streams: And now flame and wind and the long, grey, wandering wave And beauty and peace and sorrow are dreams within dreams. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BLIZZARD by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS COR CORDIUM by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE THE WILD DUCK'S NEST by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH SONNET TO ZOE KING by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES IN VINCULIS; SONNETS WRITTEN IN AN IRISH PRISON: I WILL SMILE NO MORE by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |