Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO MY SWEETHEART, by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE First Line: There never was a rose-lipt maiden Last Line: The glory of you is your heart. Subject(s): Hearts; Love | ||||||||
THERE never was a rose-lipt maiden In the world as sweet as you, Though the lands of earth are laden With girls both pretty and true; You are the soul of all beauty, Of honor and truth you are part, Your love never quarrels with duty. The glory of you is your heart. Your manner is so unassuming And your soul so peerlessly pure, That your love my life is illuming And the light of your love shall endure; Through the hours your spirit is near me, Of my soul I have counted it part. Little girl of my dreams, do you hear me? The glory of you is your heart. | 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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