Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AN HOUR, by HENRY VAN DYKE Poet's Biography First Line: You only promised me a single hour Last Line: Where all the forms of time are like a dream. Alternate Author Name(s): Civis Americanus Subject(s): Dreams; Love; Time; Nightmares | ||||||||
YOU only promised me a single hour: But in that hour I journeyed through a year Of life: the joy of finding you, -- the fear Of losing you again, -- the sense of power To make you all my own, -- the sudden shower Of tears that came because you were more dear Than words could ever tell you, -- then, -- the clear Soft rapture when I plucked love's crimson flower. An hour, -- a year, -- I felt your bosom rise And fall with mystic tides, and saw the gleam Of undiscovered stars within your eyes, -- A year, -- an hour? I knew not, for the stream Of love had carried me to Paradise, Where all the forms of Time are like a dream. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VARIATIONS: 14 by CONRAD AIKEN VARIATIONS: 18 by CONRAD AIKEN LIVE IT THROUGH by DAVID IGNATOW A DREAM OF GAMES by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN THE DREAM OF WAKING by RANDALL JARRELL APOLOGY FOR BAD DREAMS by ROBINSON JEFFERS GIVE YOUR WISH LIGHT by ROBINSON JEFFERS LITTLE BOATIE'; A SLUMBER SONG FOR THE FISHERMAN'S CHILD by HENRY VAN DYKE |
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