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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
UNDOWERED, by HARRIET MCEWEN KIMBALL First Line: Thou hast not gold? Why, this is gold Last Line: Begin thy reign, my queen, to-night. Subject(s): Love | |||
THOU hast not gold? Why, this is gold All clustering round thy forehead white; And were it weighed, and were it told, I could not say its worth to-night! Thou hast not wit? Why, what is this Wherewith thou capturest many a wight, Who doth forget a tongue is his, As I well-nigh forgot to-night? Nor station? Well, ah, well! I own Thou hast no place assured thee quite; So now I raise thee to a throne; Begin thy reign, my Queen, to-night. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT A SWEETENING ALL AROUND ME AS IT FALLS by JANE HIRSHFIELD ALL'S WELL by HARRIET MCEWEN KIMBALL |
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