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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE GARDEN WHERE THERE IS NO WINTER, by LOUIS JAMES BLOCK First Line: Behold the portal: open wide it stands Last Line: God wills it -- for the enchanted soul's fair sake. | |||
"Se Dio ti lasci, lettor, prender frutto Di tua lezione." BEHOLD the portal: open wide it stands, And the long reaches shine and still allure To seek their nobler depths serene, secure, And watch the waters kiss the yellow sands That gentle winds stir with their sweet commands; These stately growths from age to age endure, These splendid blooms glow in the sunlight pure, These wondrous works of human hearts and hands. Over the charmed space no story may rest, The gloomy hours avoid the magic bound, Homer dwells here, Vergil, and all the blest Whose perfumed color lights Time's mighty round; Pluck the fruit freely, reader, and partake, God wills it -- for the enchanted Soul's fair sake. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SUFFRAGE MARCHING-SONG by LOUIS JAMES BLOCK A DREAM OF FAIR WOMEN by ALFRED TENNYSON FOR THE MASTER'S SAKE by MINNIE MASON BEEBE PSALM 144 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 19 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH |
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