Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE COMING, by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE First Line: The mansion of my heart, my love Last Line: The happy, happy years! Subject(s): Absence; Hearts; Love; Solitude; Separation; Isolation; Loneliness | ||||||||
THE mansion of my heart, my Love, Through empty, idle years, Stood in the hills of Loneliness Beside the stream of Tears; There were no sounds of minstrelsy To wake its silent walls, There was no feasting at its boards, No laughter shook its halls. I thought when you should come, my Love, That I, who waited long, Should open wide the mansion gates And greet you with a song; I thought I'd scatter garlands bright Before you as you came, While all the palace swift should sound The accents of your name. But it has not been so, my Love, For scarce I was aware, A glory fell upon the place, Lo! you had entered there; The hills were changed to Cheerfulness, To Joy the stream of Tears, And oh, the mystic music of The happy, happy years! | Discover our poem explanations - click here!Other Poems of Interest...VINEGAR AND OIL by JANE HIRSHFIELD IN ABEYANCE by DENISE LEVERTOV IN A VACANT HOUSE by PHILIP LEVINE SUNDAY ALONE IN A FIFTH FLOOR APARTMENT, CAMBRIDGE, MASSACHUSETTS by WILLIAM MATTHEWS SILENCE LIKE COOL SAND by PAT MORA THE HONEY BEAR by EILEEN MYLES |
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