Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THRO' WHAT NEW WORLD, THIS HAPPY HOUR, by FREDERICK WILLIAM HENRY MYERS Poet's Biography Last Line: Walks in the eventide Alternate Author Name(s): Myers, Frederic Subject(s): Innocence | ||||||||
Thro' what new world, this happy hour, What wild romance, what faery bower. Are Nelly's fancies flown? The dreamy eyes, the eager mind, Of all imagined homes shall find None sweeter than her own. The best is truest; that was best When Nelly, heart and soul at rest. Knelt at the vesper-prayer No poet's dream, methought, could shed O'er that unconscious childly head So high a light and fair. For innocence is Eden still Round the pure heart, the loving will. Heaven's hosts encamped abide; A Presence that I may not name Thro' souls unknowing guilt or shame Walks in the eventide. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HORATIAN VIRTUE by ANTHONY HECHT MONOLOGUE BEFORE AN INNOCENT BEING PRISONED IN A TREE by MARY KINZIE THE EROTIC PHILOSOPHERS by KIZER. CAROLYN THE LANDLADY OF THE WHINTON INN TELLS A STORY by AMY LOWELL THE SUBCULTURE OF THE WRONGLY ACCUSED by THYLIAS MOSS IN THE FUGITIVE by AMIRI BARAKA ON A GRAVE AT GRINDELWALD by FREDERICK WILLIAM HENRY MYERS |
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