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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
I SING TO HIM, by SARAH JOSEPHA BUELL HALE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I sing to him! I dream he hears Last Line: He surely heeds my wo! Alternate Author Name(s): Hale, Sara; Hale, Sarah Josepha | |||
I SING to him! I dream he hears The song he used to love, And oft that blessed fancy cheers And bears my thoughts above. Ye say, 't is idle thus to dream -- But why believe it so? It is the spirit's meteor gleam, To soothe the pang of woe. Love gives to nature's voice a tone That true hearts understand, -- The sky, the earth, the forest lone Are peopled by his wand; Sweet fancies all our pulses thrill While gazing on a flower, And from the gently whisp'ring rill Are heard the words of power. I breathe the dear and cherish'd name, And long-lost scenes arise; Life's glowing landscape spreads the same The same Hope's kindling skies; -- The violet bank, the moss-fringed seat Beneath the drooping tree, The clock that chimed the hour to meet, My buried love, with thee; -- O, these are all before me, when In fancy's realms I rove; Why urge me to the world again? Why say the ties of love, That death's cold, cruel grasp has riven, Unite no more below? I'll sing to him, -- for though in heaven. He surely heeds my wo! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ALICE RAY by SARAH JOSEPHA BUELL HALE BONDS by SARAH JOSEPHA BUELL HALE IRON by SARAH JOSEPHA BUELL HALE IS CHINA OUR NEIGHBOUR? by SARAH JOSEPHA BUELL HALE IT SNOWS by SARAH JOSEPHA BUELL HALE THE CHASE OF PLEASURE by SARAH JOSEPHA BUELL HALE THE FIRST SWALLOW by SARAH JOSEPHA BUELL HALE THE FOUR-LEAVED CLOVER by SARAH JOSEPHA BUELL HALE THE MISSISSIPPI by SARAH JOSEPHA BUELL HALE THE POWER OF MUSIC by SARAH JOSEPHA BUELL HALE |
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