Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, AT SUCH A TIME, IN SUCH A SPOT, by EMILY JANE BRONTE


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Alternate Author Name(s): Bell, Ellis
Subject(s): Time


AT such a time, in such a spot
The world seems made of light,
Our blissful hearts remember not
How surely follows night.


I cannot, Alfred, dream of aught,
That casts a shade of woe;
That heaven is reigning in my thought,
Which wood and wave & earth have caught
From skies that ever flow.


That heaven which my sweet lover's brow
Has won me to adore,
Which from his blue eyes beaming now
Reflects a still intenser glow
Than Native's heaven can pour.


I know our souls are all divine,
I know that when we die
What seems the vilest, even like thine
A part of God himself shall shine
In perfect purity.


But coldly breaks November's day;
Its changes charmless all
Unmarked, unloved , they pass away
We do not wish one hour to stay
Nor sigh at evening's fall .


And glorious is the gladsome rise
Of June's rejoicing morn;
And who with unregretful eyes
Can watch the lustre leave its skies
To twilight's shade forlorn?


Then art thou not my golden June,
All mist & tempest free?
As shines earth's sun in summer noon
So heaven's sun shines in thee.


Let others seek its beams divine
In cell and cloister drear;
But I have found a fairer shrine
And happier worship here.


By dismal rites they win their bliss,
By penance, fasts and forms fears;
I have one rite a gentle kiss;
One penance tender tears.


O could it thus for ever be,
That I might so adore;
I'd ask for all eternity,
To make a paradise for me,
My love and nothing more.






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