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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HOW MY SONG OF HER BEGAN, by PHILIP BOURKE MARSTON Poet's Biography First Line: God made my lady lovely to behold Last Line: And at his will my lyre grew audible. | |||
GOD made my lady lovely to behold, -- Above the painter's dream he set her face, And wrought her body in divinest grace; He touch'd the brown hair with a sense of gold; And in the perfect form He did enfold What was alone as perfect, the sweet heart; Knowledge most rare to her He did impart; And fill'd with love and worship all her days. And then God thought Him how it would be well To give her music; and to Love He said, "Bring thou some minstrel now that he may tell How fair and sweet a thing My hands have made." Then at Love's call I came, bow'd down my head, And at His will my lyre grew audible. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A GREETING by PHILIP BOURKE MARSTON A VAIN WISH by PHILIP BOURKE MARSTON AFTER by PHILIP BOURKE MARSTON AFTER SUMMER by PHILIP BOURKE MARSTON AT LAST by PHILIP BOURKE MARSTON AT THE LAST by PHILIP BOURKE MARSTON GARDEN FAIRIES by PHILIP BOURKE MARSTON GRIEF'S ASPECTS by PHILIP BOURKE MARSTON HER PITY by PHILIP BOURKE MARSTON IF YOU WERE HERE; A SONG IN WINTER by PHILIP BOURKE MARSTON |
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