Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FOR OLD BELIEFS FORSAKEN, by HELEN HOOVEN SANTMYER First Line: We felt no sense of loss when, years ago Last Line: Tongue-tied with passions god would understand. Subject(s): Faith; Wellesley College; Belief; Creed | ||||||||
WE felt no sense of loss when, years ago Our faith in the enthroned God was shaken. We had so many things! How could we know That we should grieve for old beliefs forsaken! Beauty of winds that blew from far strange places, Companionship with earth in her green springs We knew. Beneath the wide sky's starry spaces Desire to pierce the mysteries of things, Friendship and mirth we had, and ours was youth, And love, like great deep-shadowing peaceful trees. So, having all that men would have but truth, We read with laughter old philosophies. But now each walks alone, though hand in hand, Tongue-tied with passions God would understand. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...UNHOLY SONNET 4 by MARK JARMAN QUIA ABSURDUM by ROBINSON JEFFERS GOING TO THE HORSE FLATS by ROBINSON JEFFERS SONNET TO FORTUNE by LUCY AIKEN JONATHAN EDWARDS IN WESTERN MASSACHUSETTS by ROBERT LOWELL RELIGIOUS INSTRUCTION by MINA LOY THE PRAIRIE TOWN by HELEN HOOVEN SANTMYER |
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