I O DARLING room, my heart's delight, Dear room, the apple of my sight, With thy two couches soft and white, There is no room so exquisite, No little room so warm and bright, Wherein to read, wherein to write. II For I the Nonnenwerth have seen, And Oberwinter's vineyards green, Musical Lurlei; and between The hills to Bingen have I been, Bingen in Darmstadt, where the Rhene Curves toward Mentz, a woody scene. III Yet never did there meet my sight, In any town to left or right, A little room so exquisite, With two such couches soft and white, Not any room so warm and bright, Wherein to read, wherein to write. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HYBRIDS OF WAR: A MORALITY POEM: 1. VIETNAM by KAREN SWENSON TO MARY IN HEAVEN by ROBERT BURNS THE IMMORTAL MIND by GEORGE GORDON BYRON TO THE PIOUS MEMORY OF THE YOUNG LADY MRS. ANNE KILLIGREW by JOHN DRYDEN ROBIN REDBREAST by MOTHER GOOSE FOR A RETURN by A. A. ANDRIELLO THE KNITTING by MARGARET BARBER THE COMBAT, BETWEENE CONSCIENCE AND COVETOUSNESSE by RICHARD BARNFIELD THE WANDERER: 2. IN FRANCE: SORCERY by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |