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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE FLIGHT OF THE HEART, by DORA READ GOODALE Poet's Biography First Line: The heart soars up like a bird Last Line: "art thou mine again?" | |||
THE heart soars up like a bird From a nest of care; Up, up to a larger sky, To a softer air. No eye can measure its flight And no hand can tame; It mounts in beauty and light, In music and flame. Of all the changes of Time There is none like this; The heart soars up like a bird At the stroke of bliss. The heart soars up like a bird, But its wings soon tire; Enough of rapture and song, The cloud and the fire! Its look, the look of a king -- Of a slave, its birth, The poor, tired, impotent thing Sinks back to the earth. And the mother spreads her lap, And she lulls its pain: "Oh, thou who sighed for the sun, Art thou mine again?" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE JUDGMENT by DORA READ GOODALE THE SOUL OF MAN by DORA READ GOODALE LETTERS TO DEAD IMAGISTS by CARL SANDBURG JINNY THE JUST by MATTHEW PRIOR SONNET: 130 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE ROLL-CALL by NATHANIEL GRAHAM SHEPHERD THE HIGH-PRIEST TO ALEXANDER by ALFRED TENNYSON WHEN I WAS YOUNG by IRMA TIBBETTS ANDREWS SOME ACCOUNT OF A NEW PLAY by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM THE KING by SAMUEL VALENTINE COLE TO THE QUEEN, AN APOLOGIE FOR THE LENGTH OF THE PANEGYRICK by RICHARD CRASHAW |
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