Long I waited, wondering How, so near my heart, Love another life could bring, Made of mine a part, Nor let me, save in fancy, gaze Soul-centered, on thy cloistered face! But now, the mystery removed, Thou liest on my breast, A form so fervently beloved, So tenderly caressed, That as my spirit compassed thine, Thy soul the limit seems of mine. So, life that vanishes anon, Perchance about us lies, Too near for Love to look upon With unanointed eyes, Till, past the interval of pain, We clasp the living form again. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RESCUE by JEAN STARR UNTERMEYER SOME VERSES UPON THE BURNING OF OUR HOUSE JULY 10, 1666 by ANNE BRADSTREET THE TEST by RALPH WALDO EMERSON THE SHEPHERD OF KING ADMETUS by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL |