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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TOUCH, by REBA RAY First Line: I like to go with hands ungloved that I Last Line: To clasp a hand I love in love's belief. Subject(s): Compassion; Gloves; Touch (sense); Mittens; Muffs | |||
I like to go with hands ungloved that I May touch the things of life as I go by; The softness of a child's bright shining hair, The petal of a rose that's growing there, The soft folds of a dress I like to wear. I like to go ungloved that I may feel The touch of everything that's true and real, A statue with right symmetry and grace, A tapestry, a jewel, a bit of lace, Some shining silver in its proper place. I like to go ungloved that I may be Alert to give quick help and sympathy, To draw into my arms a friend in grief, To bandage little wounds to give relief, To clasp a hand I love in love's belief. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE MITTEN SONG by MARIE LOUISE ALLEN ON AN OLD MUFF by FREDERICK LOCKER-LAMPSON IN FREIBURG STATION by RUPERT BROOKE THE ROMANCE OF A GLOVE by HENRY SAVILE CLARKE DI'S MITTEN by WILLIAM CLYDE FITCH ELINDA'S GLOVE by RICHARD LOVELACE AN EMPTY GLOVE by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY |
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