Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, NATALIA'S RESURRECTION: 17, by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT



Poetry Explorer

Classic and Contemporary Poetry

Rhyming Dictionary Search
NATALIA'S RESURRECTION: 17, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: Nor yet in vain. For to him through the rout
Last Line: The pain, the anger and the grief of years.


Nor yet in vain. For to him through the rout
Behold, 'mid herald whispers of her name
And laughing eyes and welcome hands held out,
Natalia's self behind her husband came,
Her face arrayed in smiles, as who should say
She held a secret string of happiness
Joined to her heart grief could not take away.
And Adrian gazed at her in rapturous bliss,
Knowing his love had triumphed o'er the grave
And she at last was his, a heritage
For ever for his heart to hold and have,
In spite of change and death's untimely rage
And the long tempest of forgotten tears,
The pain, the anger and the grief of years.





Other Poems of Interest...



Home: PoetryExplorer.net