Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TWELVE SONNETS: 1. THY SWEETNESS, by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) First Line: A sweetness not of flowers or suns or seas Last Line: Folds wings around us, mine untold delight. | ||||||||
A sweetness not of flowers or suns or seas Broods o'er thee. Thou art mingled with the air Of summer: yet than summer sky more fair Thou art, and tenderer than June-soft breeze. Thy sweetness, love, is in the almond-trees And in the lilacs,and the breath of spring Doth round about thee like a garment cling; Yet art thou sweeter, sweetest soul, than these. Thy sweetness meets me in the morning-tide, And as the breath of flowers it fills the noon And all the forest vistas far and wide And trackless spaces haunted of the moon. By day thou art my joy, and, when the night Folds wings around us, mine untold delight. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A PRAYER by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) A VINDICATION by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) AN ACTOR'S REMINISCENCES by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) AUTUMN MESSAGES by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) ENVOI: DEATH (1) by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) ENVOI: DEATH (2) by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) FOR EVER AND EVERMORE by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) IF ONLY THOU ART TRUE by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) LILIES: 1. THE GREAT WAVE by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) LILIES: 10. SOUL-PAIN by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) |
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