Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A SONNET TO YOU!, by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE First Line: Adown the sapphire race-course of the skies Last Line: That thy great heart must ever be my home. Subject(s): Desire; Hearts; Love | ||||||||
ADOWN the sapphire race-course of the skies Apollo, now, has whipped his steeds of fire, And in the court of Night has sought his lyre To sing his songs of deathless human ties; Then all the Gods are wakened with surprise To learn of love which equals their desire A love through which men's souls are lifted higher, So high they reach the gates of Paradise: And list'ning here amid the even calm, I hear thy name rise on the flights of song Till stars re-echo it in heaven's dome: They tell me, dear, thy life is like a psalm Wherein the chords of love are struck so strong That thy great heart must ever be my home. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT A SWEETENING ALL AROUND ME AS IT FALLS by JANE HIRSHFIELD A MEMORY by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE |
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