Some day in highest heaven, made fair and white Before your happy sight, I shall become, dear love, a fitting mate For your so pure estate. Would it were now! but since that cannot be, I beg you look on me With forward vision; see me now, I pray, As I shall be that day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GOLD COAST CUSTOMS by EDITH SITWELL VIGNETTES OVERSEAS: 4. CAPRI by SARA TEASDALE AFTER THE WAR by RICHARD THOMAS LE GALLIENNE TO M. I. (2) by MATILDA BARBARA BETHAM-EDWARDS PSALM 128 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |