Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO A PORTRAIT OF ISABEL FENWICK [PAINTED, MARAGARET GILLIES], by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: We gaze, nor grieve to think that we must die Last Line: Whose flower with us will vanish, must survive. Subject(s): Friendship; Paintings And Painters | ||||||||
WE gaze -- nor grieve to think that we must die, But that the precious love this friend hath sown Within our hearts, the love whose flower hath blown Bright as if heaven were ever in its eye, Will pass so soon from human memory; And not by strangers to our blood alone, But by our best descendants be unknown, Unthought of -- this may surely claim a sigh. Yet, blessed Art, we yield not to dejection; Thou against Time so feelingly dost strive. Where'er, preserved in this most true reflection, An image of her soul is kept alive, Some lingering fragrance of the pure affection, Whose flower with us will vanish, must survive. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FROM PRADO ROTUNDA: THE FAMILY OF CHARLES IV, AND OTHERS by ALICIA SUSKIN OSTRIKER THE STUDIO (HOMAGE TO ALICE NEEL) by ALICIA SUSKIN OSTRIKER JOE BRAINARD'S PAINTING 'BINGO' by RON PADGETT THE PICTURE (VENUS RECLINING) by EZRA POUND HER EYES by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON PAINTED FISHES by CARL SANDBURG A JEWISH FAMILY; IN A SMALL VALLEY OPPOSITE ST. GOAR by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH |
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