Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE ROMANCE OF A GLOVE, by HENRY SAVILE CLARKE First Line: Here on my desk it lies Last Line: This my romance is. Subject(s): Gloves; Man-woman Relationships; Past; Romance; Mittens; Muffs; Male-female Relations | ||||||||
HERE on my desk it lies, Here as the daylight dies, One small glove just her size Six and a quarter; Pearly gray, a colour neat, Deux boutons all complete, Faint scented, soft and sweet; Could glove be smarter? Can I the day forget, Years ago, when the pet Gave it me?where we met Still I remember; Then 'twas the summer time; Now as I write this rhyme Children love pantomime 'Tis December. Fancy my boyish bliss Then when she gave me this, And how the frequent kiss Crumpled its fingers; Then she was fair and kind, Now, when I've changed my mind, Still some scent undefined On the glove lingers. Though she's a matron sage, Yet I have kept the gage; While, as I pen this page, Still comes a goddess, Her eldest daughter, fair, With the same eyes and hair; Happy the arm I swear, That clasps her bodice. Heaven grant her fate be bright, And her step ever light As it will be to-night, First in the dances. Why did her mother prove False when I dared to love? Zounds! I shall burn the glove! This my romance is. | 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 THE WORLD AS WILL AND REPRESENTATION' by HAYDEN CARRUTH |
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