I think I shall find measures to postpone The glories of the universal throne, The choirs of flaming seraphim, the tall And glittering wonders of the jewelled wall. I shall get leave to find a little home Where one has waited long till I should come, And all the heart of heaven shall be this, Once more, once more to feel my mother's kiss. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO JANE: THE RECOLLECTION by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY THE PRINCESS; A MEDLEY by ALFRED TENNYSON BENNINGTON by WILLIAM HENRY BABCOCK MATCHIT MOODUS by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD PARSON ALLEN'S RIDE [AUGUST 15, 1777] by WALLACE BRUCE |