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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MY QUEEN, by WILLIAM WINTER Poet's Biography First Line: He loves not well whose love is bold! Last Line: And I a monarch -- at thy feet! | |||
HE loves not well whose love is bold! I would not have thee come too nigh: The sun's gold would not seem pure gold Unless the sun were in the sky; To take him thence and chain him near Would make his beauty disappear. He keeps his state, -- keep thou in thine, And shine upon me from afar! So shall I bask in light divine, That falls from love's own guiding star; So shall thy eminence be high, And so my passion shall not die. But all my life shall reach its hands Of lofty longing toward thy face, And be as one who speechless stands In rapture at some perfect grace! My love, my hope, my all shall be To look to heaven and look to thee! Thy eyes shall be the heavenly lights; Thy voice the gentle summer breeze, What time it sways, on moonlit nights, The murmuring tops of leafy trees; And I shall touch thy beauteous form In June's red roses, rich and warm. But thou thyself shalt come not down From that pure region far above; But keep thy throne and wear thy crown, Queen of my heart and queen of love! A monarch in thy realm complete, And I a monarch -- at thy feet! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MOUNT AUBURN by WILLIAM WINTER ON THE VERGE by WILLIAM WINTER THE HEART'S ANCHOR by WILLIAM WINTER THE NIGHT WATCH by WILLIAM WINTER THE PASSING BELL AT STRATFORD by WILLIAM WINTER UNWRITTEN POEMS by WILLIAM WINTER |
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