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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONG, by COSMO MONKHOUSE Poet's Biography First Line: Who calls me bold because I won my love Last Line: Are happy now. Alternate Author Name(s): Monkhouse, William Cosmo | |||
WHO calls me bold because I won my love, And did not pine, And waste my life with secret pain, but strove To make him mine? I us'd no arts; 't was Nature's self that taught My eye to speak, And bid the burning blush to paint unsought My flashing cheek; That made my voice to tremble when I bid My love "Goodby," So weak that every other sound was hid, Except a sigh. Oh, was it wrong to use the truth I knew, That hearts are mov'd, And spring warm-struck with life and love anew, By being lov'd? One night there came a tear, that, big and loth, Stole 'neath my brow. 'T was thus I won my heart's own heart, and both Are happy now. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A DEAD MARCH by COSMO MONKHOUSE ANY SOUL TO ANY BODY by COSMO MONKHOUSE THE SPECTRUM by COSMO MONKHOUSE DAWN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE BLACK COTTAGE by ROBERT FROST THE HOMECOMING by THOMAS HARDY DYING SPEECH OF AN OLD PHILOSOPHER by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR MARIE MIGNOT by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM |
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