ALL things are changed save thee, -- thou art the same, Only perchance more dear, as one friend grows When other friends have turn'd away. Who knows With what strange joy thou didst my life inflame Before I took upon my lips the name Which vows me to thy service? Come thou close; For to thy feet to-day my being flows, As when, a boy, for comforting I came. Thou, whose transfiguring touch makes speech divine, -- Whose eyes are deeper than deep seas or skies, -- Warm with thy fire this heart, these lips of mine, Lighten the darkness with thy luminous eyes, Till all the quivering air about me shine, And I have gain'd my spirit's Paradise. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FLEMING HELPHENSTINE by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON AT SUNSET TIME by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR INSPIRATION (2) by HENRY DAVID THOREAU AMY WENTWORTH; FOR WILLIAM BRADFORD by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER |