Classic and Contemporary Poetry
DAS EWIG-WEIBLICHE (THE ETERNAL FEMININE), by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: How was I worthy so divine a loss Last Line: And not a shadow stain heaven's crystal floor. Subject(s): Consolation | ||||||||
HOW was I worthy so divine a loss, Deepening my midnights, kindling all my morns? Why waste such precious wood to make my cross, Such far-sought roses for my crown of thorns? And when she came, how earned I such a gift? Why spend on me, a poor earth-delving mole, The fireside sweetnesses, the heavenward lift, The hourly mercy, of a woman's soul? Ah, did we know to give her all her right, What wonders even in our poor clay were done! It is not Woman leaves us to our night, But our brute earth that grovels from her sun. Our nobler cultured fields and gracious domes We whirl too oft from her who still shines on To light in vain our caves and clefts, the homes Of night-bird instincts pained till she be gone. Still must this body starve our souls with shade, But when Death makes us what we were before, Then shall her sunshine all our depths invade, And not a shadow stain heaven's crystal floor. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SHAKESPEARE'S GRAVE by ROBINSON JEFFERS RECOMPENSE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE WILLOW by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON EINSTEIN by ARCHIBALD MACLEISH HOLDERLIN'S JOURNEY by EDWIN MUIR THE PRODIGAL SON by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON ILKA BLADE O' GRASS KEPS ITS AIN DRAP O' DEW by JAMES BALLANTYNE COMFORT by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING AFTER THE BURIAL by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL |
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