Classic and Contemporary Poetry
YOUNG LOVE, by JOHN PROCTOR MILLS Poet's Biography First Line: When love is young like early buds of spring Last Line: Theirs is the perfect song that life has sung. Subject(s): Love; Sonnet (as Literary Form) | ||||||||
When Love is young like early buds of spring, The blood of youth flows as a happy stream So free. And tender is its every dream That builds and builds the golden songs they sing; Then to each tone and word heart tendrils cling With strength like fervent tropic vines. They seem As birds that sit and woo each sunny gleam To warm their souls while cheery notes they fling Skyward, marking never their trails of flight, Nor measuring distances -- fleeting time; Naught matters when the heart of Love is young, No clouds can hide the starlit skies of night, No heights too steep for youth to scale and climb, Theirs is the Perfect Song that Life has sung. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WAS THAT REALLY A SONNET? by ANSELM HOLLO RETICENT SONNET by ANNE CARSON SONNET: OF THREE GIRLS AND OF THEIR TALK by GIOVANNI BOCCACCIO WHAT THE SONNET IS by EUGENE JACOB LEE-HAMILTON ON A MAGAZINE SONNET by RUSSELL HILLARD LOINES THE HOUSE OF LIFE: THE SONNET (INTRODUCTION) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI SURYA, THE SUN GOD by JOHN PROCTOR MILLS |
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