As a most happy mother feels the stir Of that new life which quickens with her life, And knows that virtue has gone forth from her To doubly sanctify the name of wife; Yet, for her joy's sake, and because her pride Is too unutterably sanctified, And all the heaven of heavens within her breast Too dearly and too intimately possessed, Speaks not a word, but folds her new delight With a rapt silence, comforting as night; So, when I felt the quickening life that came To bid my life's long-slumbering currents move, I set the seal of silence on your name, And, for my love's sake, never told my love. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SEVEN SAD SONNETS: 3. THE WANDERING ONE by MARY REYNOLDS ALDIS PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 56. AL-WALI by EDWIN ARNOLD SEVEN HONEST MEN by MARTIN BENSON A CHILD'S GRACE AT FLORENCE; A.A.E.C. by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING SONG OF THE CHRISTIAN WORKMAN by THOMAS CURTIS CLARK |