Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE LEGACY, by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES Poet Analysis First Line: She died when I was wild and young Last Line: In the kiss on her ghostly hands. Alternate Author Name(s): Davies, W. H. Subject(s): Absence; Death; Separation; Isolation; Dead, The | ||||||||
She died when I was wild and young, And I myself am old by now; And still her small, few shillings come, Like shoots from a severed bough. Though they have dwindled, year by year, Can I despise these tiny gains Worth little more than children's weeds Picked in the woods and kissed in lanes? Not while I think her spirit lives And, close beside me, understands The grateful love so long delayed In the kiss on her ghostly hands. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FRIEND KILLED IN THE WAR by ANTHONY HECHT FOR JAMES MERRILL: AN ADIEU by ANTHONY HECHT TARANTULA: OR THE DANCE OF DEATH by ANTHONY HECHT CHAMPS D?ÇÖHONNEUR by ERNEST HEMINGWAY NOTE TO REALITY by TONY HOAGLAND A BIRD'S ANGER by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES |
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