Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ODELETTE, by GREGOIRE LE ROY Poet's Biography First Line: I might have made all men aware Last Line: Lest all his wealth of love be known. Subject(s): Begging & Beggars; Love | ||||||||
I MIGHT have made all men aware What Love was mine When full noon filled the air With warm sunshine From summer's red gold that such joy doth distil That his laughter sounds shrill As one drunken with wine. I might have cried out: My Love is all gladness, behold The mantle of purple that down to his feet About him doth fold! His hands are replete With roses a-flutter that scatter their sweet; The sky hath no cloud Above his warm dwelling of marble that seems As a blue-veinéd flesh in its whiteness Most smooth to the mouth. ... 'Tis otherwise: I dress him in a homespun pleat, His mantle drags about his feet; There hardly lies A smile about his lips as he doth fleet, And when he sings it is an air So dim that no man turns to hear Nor gather up his song-bud blown That fills the twilight full of scent; He hath not garden, roof or tent, But wears in truth a beggar's wear Lest all his wealth of love be known. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT A SWEETENING ALL AROUND ME AS IT FALLS by JANE HIRSHFIELD |
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