Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 3, by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Unlike are we, unlike, o princely heart! Last Line: And death must dig the level where these agree. Variant Title(s): Death And Love Subject(s): Death; Angels; Man-woman Relationships; Dead, The; Male-female Relations | ||||||||
UNLIKE are we, unlike, O princely Heart! Unlike our uses and our destinies. Our ministering two angels look surprise On one another, as they strike athwart Their wings in passing. Thou, bethink thee, art A guest for queens to social pageantries, With gages from a hundred brighter eyes Than tears even can make mine, to play thy part Of chief musician. What hast thou to do With looking from the lattice-lights at me, A poor, tired, wandering singer, singing through The dark, and leaning up a cypress tree? The chrism is on thine head, -- on mine, the dew, -- And Death must dig the level where these agree. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MISERY AND SPLENDOR by ROBERT HASS THE APPLE TREES AT OLEMA by ROBERT HASS DOUBLE SONNET by ANTHONY HECHT CONDITIONS XXI by ESSEX HEMPHILL CALIFORNIA SORROW: MOUNTAIN VIEW by MARY KINZIE SUPERBIA: A TRIUMPH WITH NO TRAIN by MARY KINZIE COUNSEL TO UNREASON by LEONIE ADAMS TWENTY QUESTIONS by DAVID LEHMAN A CHILD'S THOUGHT OF GOD by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |
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