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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PATIENCE, by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: She hath no beauty in her face Last Line: Talk with the angels unaware! Subject(s): Patience; Religion; Theology | |||
SHE hath no beauty in her face Unless the chastened sweetness there, And meek long-suffering, yield a grace To make her mournful features fair: -- Shunned by the gay, the proud, the young, She roams through dim, unsheltered ways, Nor lover's vow, nor flatterer's tongue Brings music to her sombre days: -- At best her skies are clouded o'er, And oft she fronts the stinging sleet, Or feels on some tempestuous shore The storm-waves lash her naked feet. Where'er she strays, or musing stands By lonesome beach, by turbulent mart, We see her pale, half-tremulous hands Crossed humbly o'er her aching heart! Within, a secret pain she bears, -- A pain too deep to feel the balm An April spirit finds in tears; Alas! all cureless griefs are calm! Yet in her passionate strength surpreme, Despair beyond her pathway flies, Awed by the softly steadfast beam Of sad, but heaven-enamored eyes! Who pause to greet her, vaguely seem Touched by fine wafts of holier air; As those who in some mystic dream Talk with the angels unaware! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MYSTIC BOUNCE by TERRANCE HAYES MATHEMATICS CONSIDERED AS A VICE by ANTHONY HECHT UNHOLY SONNET 11 by MARK JARMAN SHINE, PERISHING REPUBLIC by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE COMING OF THE PLAGUE by WELDON KEES A LITHUANIAN ELEGY by ROBERT KELLY A STORM IN THE DISTANCE (AMONG THE GEORGIAN HILLS) by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE |
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