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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WHERE HELEN COMES, by JOHN JEROME ROONEY Last Line: Where helen comes peace cometh too! | |||
WHERE Helen comes, as falls the dew, Where Helen comes Peace cometh too! From out the golden, western lands, White lilies blooming in her hands, A light of beauty in her face, She passeth on with nameless grace. Before her fly the shades of life -- The darkling, wheeling bats of strife -- They flee her very garments' stir, And greater fear the soul of her; For hath she not the magic touch -- The sesame of loving much? Where'er her morning footsteps pass The daisies sing unto the grass; Soft whispers full of praises sweet Her evening presence rise to greet, And if she go through deserts bare The angels of the heart are there: They find no spot to weave their spells So fair as that where Helen dwells! Where Helen comes, as falls the dew, Where Helen comes Peace cometh too! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A BEAM OF LIGHT by JOHN JEROME ROONEY JOINED THE BLUES by JOHN JEROME ROONEY MCILRATH OF MALATE by JOHN JEROME ROONEY THE HOMING by JOHN JEROME ROONEY THE RAHAT by JOHN JEROME ROONEY THE LAWYER'S WAYS by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR RHAPSODY ON A WINDY NIGHT by THOMAS STEARNS ELIOT SONGS ON THE VOICES OF BIRDS; SEA-MEWS IN WINTER TIME by JEAN INGELOW |
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