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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
REALITY, by MARTHA GILBERT DICKINSON First Line: These are my scales to weigh reality Last Line: A chord, a dream, a longing, love of thee ! | |||
THESE are my scales to weigh reality, -- A dream, a chord, a longing, love of Thee. Real as the violets of April days, Or those soft-hid in unfrequented ways; Real as the noiseless tune to which we tread The measure we by life's old song are led; Real as man's wonder what his soul may be,-- A guest for time or for eternity. Real as the ocean, seen, alas! no more, Whose tide still beats along my heart's inshore. These are my scales to weigh reality, -- A chord, a dream, a longing, love of Thee ! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FORGIVENESS LANE by MARTHA GILBERT DICKINSON HEAVEN by MARTHA GILBERT DICKINSON HER MUSIC by MARTHA GILBERT DICKINSON SEPARATION by MARTHA GILBERT DICKINSON UNANSWERED by MARTHA GILBERT DICKINSON DOMESDAY BOOK: WIDOW FORTELKA by EDGAR LEE MASTERS DR. SCUDDER'S CLINICAL LECTURE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE NYMPH'S REPLY TO THE SHEPHERD by WALTER RALEIGH |
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