Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MY HEART IS A LUTE, by ANNE LINDSAY Poet's Biography First Line: Alas, that my heart is a lute, / whereon you have learn'd to play Last Line: Lest the strings should break, and the music be done. Alternate Author Name(s): Barnard, Lady Anne Subject(s): Lutes; Marriage; Weddings; Husbands; Wives | ||||||||
ALAS, that my heart is a lute, Wheron you have learned to play! For a many years it was mute, Until one summer's day You took it, and touched it, and made it thrill, And it thrills and throbs, and quivers still! I had known you, dear, so long! Yet my heart did not tell me why It should burst one morn into song, And wake to new life with a cry, Like a babe that sees the light of the sun, And for whom this great world has just begun. Your lute is enshrined, cased in, Kept close with love's magic key, So no hand but yours can win And wake it to minstrelsy; Yet leave it not silent too long, nor alone, Lest the strings should break, and the music be done. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A BLESSING FOR A WEDDING by JANE HIRSHFIELD A SUITE FOR MARRIAGE by DAVID IGNATOW ADVICE TO HER SON ON MARRIAGE by MARY BARBER THE RABBI'S SON-IN-LAW by SABINE BARING-GOULD KISSING AGAIN by DORIANNE LAUX A TIME PAST by DENISE LEVERTOV AULD ROBIN GRAY by ANNE LINDSAY |
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