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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FROM POOLS OF DEEPER THOUGHT, by MAUDE HARDY ARNOLD First Line: There is a solitude man never sought Last Line: To break the spell, there can be no return. | |||
There is a solitude man never sought; But like a morning mist of silver-gray, It rises around on him on his busy way -- A vapor from the pools of deeper thought Condensing slowly. One is soothed to find A cloud about him which enchantment brings, A mist excluding transient earthly things, But soon a fog between him and mankind -- A fog of loneliness where none intrude Until it grows too great for human speech! Oh gentle, patient sons of solitude, What wisdom does your lofty silence teach To those without your sphere? Though one may yearn To break the spell, there can be no return. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SHIPS THAT PASS IN THE NIGHT by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE OLD SHIPS by JAMES ELROY FLECKER MARY MAGDALENE by GEORGE HERBERT THE FIGHT AT SAN JACINTO [APRIL 21, 1836] by JOHN WILLIAMSON PALMER LINES TO THE MEMORY OF ANNIE WHO DIED AT MILAN, JUNE 6, 1860 by HARRIET BEECHER STOWE PENISKEE by THOMAS GOLD APPLETON SHADOWS OF RECOLLECTION by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN ON BEING ASKED IF ONE WAS A NUMBER, REPLY TO MR. HOUGHTON by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |
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