Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A QUEST, by BEATRICE WASHBURN First Line: I have not played with love as others have Last Line: And stopped to tame her in some forest glade. Subject(s): Gays & Lesbians; Love | ||||||||
I have not played with Love as others have Or smoothed her tangled hair, or kissed her eyes As she went dancing through the woods of youth That fringe so closely on to Paradise. But I have caught the glimmer of her gown And, though I never touched her, yet I know Just how she looks, how red her fragrant mouth, How white her wrists, how soft her slim feet go. Though she is ever just beyond my reach, Just slipping softly up some woodland way, Still have I heard the ripple of her voice, The careless echo of her laugh at play. Yes, I have always missed her, yet perhaps I know her better than the ones who stayed And stilled her dancing feet and hushed her laugh And stopped to tame her in some forest glade. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT A SWEETENING ALL AROUND ME AS IT FALLS by JANE HIRSHFIELD OWEN SEAMAN; ESTABLISHES ENTENE CORDIALE IN MANNER GUY WETMORE CARRYL by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE CENSUS-TAKER by ROBERT FROST THE CONVERGENCE OF THE TWAIN; LINES ON LOSS OF THE TITANIC by THOMAS HARDY |
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