Classic and Contemporary Poetry
DEATHLESS LOVE, by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE First Line: Out of life, out of death, there can never Last Line: It will bloom in the meadows of death. Subject(s): Emotions; Hearts; Love | ||||||||
OUT of life, out of death, there can never Come love that is greater than mine, For the heart in its ceaseless endeavor Finds no inspiration like thine; From the fields of thy love I am gleaning A harvest that grows not of earth, Thy love is so fraught with deep meaning Even gods cannot measure its worth. Men live, love and die, but their yearning Is as bubbles that burst on the sea, But the love of my heart that is burning, Through the unmeasured ages shall be; Other loves are the longings diurnal, They pass with the passing of breath, My love is the passion eternal, It will bloom in the meadows of death. | 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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