Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET: 7, by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I have a hoard of treasure in my breast Last Line: The best of heaven and the worst of hell. Alternate Author Name(s): Stevenson, Robert Lewis Balfour Subject(s): Memory; Past | ||||||||
I HAVE a hoard of treasure in my breast; The grange of memory steams against the door, Full of my bygone lifetime's garnered store, Old pleasures crowned with sorrow for a zest, Old sorrow grown a joy, old penance blest, Chastened remembrance of the sins of yore That, like a new evangel, more and more Supports our halting will toward the best. Ah, what to us the barren after years May bring of joy or sorrow, who can tell? O, knowing not, who cares? It may be well That we shall find old pleasures and old fears, And our remembered childhood seen thro' tears The best of Heaven and the worst of Hell. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FERGUS FALLING by GALWAY KINNELL A TIME PAST by DENISE LEVERTOV LAST THINGS by WILLIAM MEREDITH CHRISTMAS TREE by JOHN FREDERICK NIMS THIS MORNING, GOD by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR A GOOD PLAY by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON |
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