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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HERE ENTER NOT, by KATHARINE CANBY BALDERSTON First Line: As sun is to a mist-filled valley, rain Last Line: Close by you, and can only touch your hand. Subject(s): Wellesley College | |||
AS sun is to a mist-filled valley, rain To the dead earth, wind to the swallow's flight, Shadows to weary eyes, music without pain, And after noise, the dim, peace-breathing night: All these I thought my love to you could be, To ease some measure of the silent grief That, yearning in your brave eyes ceaselessly, In neither speech nor tears can find relief. But what are all my prayers and vain endeavor? Your sorrow stretches like an aching sea, Into which love of mine could pour forever And change it not until eternity. So, helpless, dumb with helplessness, I stand Close by you, and can only touch your hand. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LINES WRITTEN TO A TRANSLATOR OF GREEK POETRY by MARGARET STEELE ANDERSON THE LESSER BEAUTY by MARGARET STEELE ANDERSON WORK by MARGARET STEELE ANDERSON IN MEMORY: MISS JEWETT by GRACE ALLERTON ANDREWS I CLEANED MY HOUSE TODAY by KATHARINE CANBY BALDERSTON MY GARDEN by KATHARINE CANBY BALDERSTON I CLEANED MY HOUSE TODAY by KATHARINE CANBY BALDERSTON |
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