He touched me, so I live to know That such a day, permitted so, I groped upon his breast - It was a boundless place to me And silenced, as the awful sea Puts minor streams to rest. And now, I'm different from before, As if I breathed superior air - Or brushed a Royal Gown - My feet, too, that had wandered so - My Gypsy face - transfigured now - To tenderer Renown - Into this Port, if I might come, Rebecca, to Jerusalem, Would not so ravished turn - Nor Persian, baffled at her shrine Lift such a Crucifixial sign To her imperial Sun. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SYMPATHY (2) by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE LOW-DOWN WHITE by ROBERT WILLIAM SERVICE TO SARAH TAYLOR by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 34. FAIRY LAND by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) DEATH'S JEST-BOOK: ISBRAND by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES MESSENGERS by BORIS NIKOLAYEVICH BUGAYEV |