Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HIS RETURN, by DESBORDES VALMORE First Line: Tis hate, alas, I ought to feel Last Line: He says we shall not part again. | ||||||||
'TIS hate, alas, I ought to feel-- Such sorrow has he caused my heart, So full of tears, and wounding smart, So desolate, so slow to heal; 'Tis hate, alas, I ought to feel! In the kiss claimed on his return, When all his soul came back to me, My own, which fain would hidden be, Saw how his love began to burn In the kiss claimed at his return. He says we shall not part again; What fear is mingled with delight! Fate wills our hearts should reunite. To struggle further is in vain, He says we shall not part again. | Other Poems of Interest...THE ROSES OF SAADI by DESBORDES VALMORE THE TRASH MEN by CHARLES BUKOWSKI LINES TO A MOVEMENT IN MOZART'S E-FLAT SYMPHONY by THOMAS HARDY ACCIDENT IN ART by RICHARD HOVEY THE GROVES OF BLARNEY by RICHARD ALFRED MILLIKIN ELEGIAC STANZAS SUGGESTED BY A PICTURE OF PEELE CASTLE, IN A STORM by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH |
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