Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FAIR HAVEN (1), by HENRY DAVID THOREAU Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: When little hills like lambs did skip Last Line: Than thy warm turf fair haven. Subject(s): Sanctuaries | ||||||||
When little hills like lambs did skip, And Joshua ruled in heaven, Unmindful rolled Musketuquid, Nor budged an inch Fair Haven. When principle is like to yield, To selfish fear, or craven, And fickle mortals round me fall, I'll not forget Fair Haven. If there's a cliff in this wide world, 'S, a stepping stone to heaven, A pleasant, craggy, short hand cut, It sure must be Fair Haven. Oft have I climbed thy craggy steep, Where ceaseless wheels the raven, And whiled away an hour at e'en, For love of thee, Fair Haven. If e'er my bark be tempest-tossed, And every hope the wave in, And this frail hulk shall spring a leak, I'll steer for thee, Fair Haven. When cares press heavy on my soul, And devils blue are craven, Or e'er I lay me down to rest, I'll think of thee, Fair Haven. And when I take my last long rest, And quiet sleep my grave in, What kindlier covering for my breast, Than thy warm turf Fair Haven. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SANCTUARY by LOUISE IMOGEN GUINEY SANCTUARY by JOSIE CRAIG BERRY I HAVE COME REMEMBERING by LORENE BYRNES BURNS MOUNTAIN SANCTUARIES by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS THE FOREST SANCTUARY: PART ONE by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS THE FOREST SANCTUARY: PART TWO by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS SANCTUARY by JEANNE SHOWERS KNOOP |
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