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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TWELVE SONNETS: 2, by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) First Line: Because thou hast not feared the darts of men Last Line: When love, not hate, crowns me in mine own land. | |||
Because thou hast not feared the darts of men Flung forth against me in their feeble hate, But hast believed in me in spite of fate,— Yea, in thine heart, sweet, often and again Hast borne their poison-pointed arrows when Their anger-maddened ranks around the gate Of song surged foaming, fierce-tongued and elate,— Beholding in me love beyond their ken:— Because thou hast not shivered when the seas Brake hard against me, and the pettish spray Of hostile words leaped round from day to day, And evil arrows quivered in the breeze,— Therefore shalt thou for ever with me stand When love, not hate, crowns me in mine own land. | 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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