IANTHE! could thy name express The unwhisper'd hope my soul conceals, Why, from my voice thou then might'st guess More of my heart than speech reveals. No other homage need I pay, All vows find utterance in thy name, A thousand things it seems to say That thee, and thee alone, proclaim. In those three syllables doth flow A music that is passing sweet, All other notes are lost below Until within thy name they meet. And whether by the brooklet's side, Or by the shallow, murmuring weir, In the soft hush of eventide, Thy name alone floats on my ear. Or in the silence of the night If thy dear name my sleep invade, I wake to clasp a brief delight— I wake to find the vision fade. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO THE ROCK THAT WILL BE A CORNERSTONE OF THE HOUSE by ROBINSON JEFFERS ESTRANGEMENT by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON GUARDIANSHIP by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON LOVE'S MIRACLE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON BUCOLIC COMEDY: SPRING by EDITH SITWELL BALLAD MADE AT THE REQUEST OF HIS MOTHER .. PRAY TO OUR LADY by FRANCOIS VILLON |