Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HERE IS MUSIC: 16. CHANT ROYAL, by AUSTIN PHILIPS First Line: Because I, spiritually starving, knew Last Line: An-hunger'd and full fain for former happiness. Subject(s): Aging; Happiness; Love - Marital; Youth; Joy; Delight; Wedded Love; Marriage - Love | ||||||||
BECAUSE I, spiritually starving, knew Instant refreshment, found complete respite That day we met on Tracy Bridge, and drew Delicious sustenance at Your sweet sight, Because Your magic voice, victorious, made Me eager victim, joyful, yet afraid Lest I reveal the sudden empery Which, without effort, you assumed o'er me: Because, as some benignant sorceress, You fed my soul with manna, regally. ... I am an-hunger'd, fain for former happiness. Because, from that glad hour, I found in You Stimulus, Rest, Soulagement, Peace and Light, Each day drank draughts of nectar, wore my rue No more; escaped, full freedman, from long night: Because my soul spontaneously essayed New self-set tasks; exalted, undismayed, From that miraculous moment came to be Its own possessor, yet, to Eternity, Your slave, Your serf, enchained in fathomless Affection, and forever held in fee. ... I am an-hunger'd, fain for former happiness. Because, for ten amazing months, fire-new, I found my forces daily touch fresh height, Felt exaltations, impulses endue Me with strange strengths, unceasingly incite My heart to further effort, and persuade Towards more achievement, urge me escalade Forbidding fortress' walls, tempt Hope's strange Sea. ... Because You set me spiritually free From age and cramping habit, bade me press Forward, approved, encouraged generously. ... I am an-hunger'd, fain for former happiness. Because, in finding You, I found the clue To Life itself, learned to look on, a-right, At Love in all His forms, took from these true Strength, comprehension, tenderness and bright, Swift understanding of things overlaid, Long lost, crushed back by ceaseless cavalcade, So sensed solution of much mystery. ... Because, in talks with You, I came to see End of Unrest, demise of Storm and Stress, Birth of blest Calm from our sweet intimacy. ... I am an-hunger'd, fain for former happiness. Because our severance brings a cruel crew Of Griefs; because, in dolorous affright, I see ahead relentless retinue Of Sorrowsfierce and formidable suite Of Outside Forces, scornfully arrayed, Against me: foes implacable, unstayed, Unstayable, thrice deaf to plaint or plea, Approach, arrive, divide us ruthlessly. ... Because not e'er again shall I possess My soul, Your presence ... Lo! Pain's legatee I am, an-hunger'd, fain for former happiness. Envoi There is, henceforth, one firm, fixed weird to dree For him You hold so deeply, steadfastly. ... He makes his heart a temple, stands to bless You at its altar, priest and devotee An-hunger'd and full fain for former happiness. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO MY WIFE by GEORGE WASHINGTON BETHUNE VARIATION ON THE WORD SLEEP by MARGARET ATWOOD IN THE MONTH OF MAY by ROBERT BLY A BALLADE OF GREEN FIELDS; FOR F.W.M. by AUSTIN PHILIPS |
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