Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MEMORY, by MRS. SWIFT First Line: Twas but a word, a single word Last Line: The vision it was -- air! Alternate Author Name(s): Lorrain, Miss Subject(s): Memory | ||||||||
'T WAS but a word, a single word A stranger's lip exprest, And yet my spirit's depths were stirr'd With feelings long represt. Unbidden tear-drops dimm'd my eyes, My lip still wore a smile; O how the heart can grief disguise, And learn deception's wile. Thoughts, rushing thoughts, came wild and last, The present, it was not, I only saw the long -- long past, How could it be forgot? Young voices murmur'd in mine ear, With radiant mirth and glee, But I, alas! could only hear The heart that spoke of thee. Again that hand was clasp'd in mine Once more thou wert mine own, And 'neath the crescent moon's pale shine, On the hill-side, alone, We wander'd forth, too blest to be Creatures of earth and care; A rude voice broke the reverie, The vision it was -- air! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MEMORY AS A HEARING AID by TONY HOAGLAND THE SAME QUESTION by JOHN HOLLANDER FORGET HOW TO REMEMBER HOW TO FORGET by JOHN HOLLANDER ON THAT SIDE by LAWRENCE JOSEPH MEMORY OF A PORCH by DONALD JUSTICE BEYOND THE HUNTING WOODS by DONALD JUSTICE A CHRISTMAS CAROL by MRS. SWIFT TO THE NIGHT-BLOOMING CEREUS (WRITTEN AT MIDNIGHT) by MRS. SWIFT |
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