Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A MYSTERY, by MARY E. HOYT First Line: Once, a little while ago, 'twas so warm and still Last Line: And I know 'twas life, that anguish that I could not understand. Subject(s): Mystery | ||||||||
ONCE, a little while ago, 'twas so warm and still Down here, in this soft, dark place. Now I feel a thrill Darting through me. Shivering, quivering, bursts my wrappage brown, Struggling, striving, something in me reaches up and down. Ah! it must be death, this anguish that I cannot understand. One inch more, -- I lift my head above the parted mould, Oh! what rapture! Falling on me something sweet and gold, Something humming, singing, moving, growing on each side; High above me a blue glory stretching far and wide, -- And I know 'twas life, that anguish that I could not understand. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TONE PICTURE (MALIPIERO: IMPRESSONI DAL VERO) by JEAN STARR UNTERMEYER FLAMMONDE by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON SATAN ABSOLVED; A VICTORIAN MYSTERY by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT SANDY STAR: 4. THE WAY by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE THE DIREFUL TALE OF HORROR by BERTON BRALEY MYSTERY: 1 by ANNE MILLAY BREMER MYSTERY: 2 by ANNE MILLAY BREMER LIFE'S PAST AND FUTURE by WILLIAM HANKINS CHITWOOD FIRELIGHT by KATHERINE MANSFIELD |
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