Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE OLD LOVE-LETTERS, by CONSTANCE CAROLINE WOODHILL NADEN Poet's Biography First Line: To-day I've discovered a treasure Last Line: Shall kindle the fire of to-day. Subject(s): Letters; Love | ||||||||
TO-DAY I've discovered a treasure Tied up with a ribbon of blue; That record of pain and of pleasure, A packet of old billets-doux. The note-paper, quite out of fashion, The date of ten summers ago, Recall the unreasoning passion Of juvenile rapture and woe. No face was so lovely as Minnie's, I praised it in prose and in verse; Her curls were like piles of new guineas -- Alas, she had none in her purse! I loved her for beauty and kindness, I grieved when I fancied her cold, But Cupid, quite cured of his blindness, Now takes a good aim at the gold. To fair Lady Flora, the heiress, I've offered my love and my life; Repenting of ancient vagaries, I'll settle to wealth and a wife. The heat of my boyhood is banished Alike from my heart and my head; The comet for ever has vanished, But fireworks will answer instead. I've kept all my ardent effusions, Appeal, protestation, and vow: I'm cured of my youthful delusions, And can't write such love-letters now. The thing was excessively silly, But then we were only eighteen, And she was all rose-bud and lily, And I was uncommonly green. I'm happy to say she was fickle, She blighted my love with a frown; It withered, ere Time with his sickle Could cut the first blossoming down. We parted -- how well I remember That gloomy yet fortunate day! It seemed like the ghost of December, Aroused by the frolics of May. I shook myself loose from her fetters -- (I did not express it so then); 'Twas well she returned me the letters, For now I can use them again. I am not afraid of detection, I cast all my scruples away; The embers of former affection Shall kindle the fire of to-day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT A SWEETENING ALL AROUND ME AS IT FALLS by JANE HIRSHFIELD A LETTER by CONSTANCE CAROLINE WOODHILL NADEN |
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