Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HOLIDAYS; SONNET, by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: The holiest of all holidays are those / kept by ourselves in silence and apart Last Line: But lovely as a landscape in a dream. Subject(s): Holidays | ||||||||
The holiest of all holidays are those Kept by ourselves in silence and apart; The secret anniversaries of the heart, When the full river of feeling overflows;-- The happy days unclouded to their close; The sudden joys that out of darkness start As flames from ashes; swift desires that dart Like swallows singing down each wind that blows! White as the gleam of a receding sail, White as a cloud that floats and fades in air, White as the whitest lily on a stream, These tender memories are;--a Fairy Tale Of some enchanted land we know not where, But lovely as a landscape in a dream. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CAROL: NEW STYLE by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET INDEPENDENCE DAY by WENDELL BERRY EASTER SUNDAY by LUCILLE CLIFTON GOD SEND EASTER by LUCILLE CLIFTON GOOD FRIDAY by LUCILLE CLIFTON FOR THE NEW YEAR (2) by ROBERT CREELEY A BALLAD OF THE FRENCH FLEET; OCTOBER, 1746 by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW |
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