Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE PRIEST IS COME AND THE CANDLES BURN, by JOHN RICHARD MORELAND First Line: The white moth is wooing his chosen mate Last Line: The priest is come and the candles burn. Subject(s): Birds; Clergy; Priests; Rabbis; Ministers; Bishops | ||||||||
The white moth is wooing his chosen mate, The birds have a nest in the weed and fern, But, love, you knock at my heart too late, The priest is come and the candles burn. Where were you, love, when the morning was heavy with mating? And in life's noonday before vivid dreams had departed? Why did you tarry when twilight was heavy with mating? Now, it is midnight ... pale sleeptime ... And I am chill hearted! The moonflower bends with the moth's frail weight, The birds are asleep in the grass and fern, But, love, you knock at my heart too late, The priest is come and the candles burn. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SONG OF THE DEMENTED PRIEST by JOHN BERRYMAN HORATIO ALGER (1834-1899) by MADELINE DEFREES ELEGIES FOR THE OCHER DEER ON THE WALLS AT LASCAUX by NORMAN DUBIE IN THE TIME OF FALSE MESSIAHS; CIRCA 1648 by NORMAN DUBIE THE GUARDIAN OF THE RED DISK (SPOKEN BY A CITIZEN OF MALTA - 1300) by EMMA LAZARUS DOMESDAY BOOK: FATHER WHIMSETT by EDGAR LEE MASTERS DOMESDAY BOOK: REV. PERCY FERGUSON by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THIS SIDE OF CALVIN by PHYLLIS MCGINLEY WHAT WAS LEFT OVER; FOR SUJATA BHATT by ELEANOR WILNER A GRAVE by JOHN RICHARD MORELAND |
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