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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO H --, by GRACE STONE COATES
First Line: Only to the simple or the very wise
Last Line: I care no longer; on your arm I sleep.
First Line: Only to the simple or the very wise
Last Line: I care no longer; on your arm I sleep.
Only to the simple or the very wise
Or those who, having hungered long, are fed
Does heaven open this side paradise
And give its glory to their daily bread.
Of these am I -- never wise, my candor gone,
But one long hungered, now in you content;
And I have seen God moving in the dawn
When our communion was His sacrament.
My silence would more fitly meet your own,
But the words press -- that you will leave unread
Though not unsmiled at. Never am I alone
When you are whom I seek. Uncomforted,
You do not thrust me out. If nights are deep
I care no longer; on your arm I sleep.
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