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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE VISIONARY PORTRAIT, by CAROLINE ELIZABETH SARAH SHERIDAN NORTON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: As by his lonely hearth he sate Last Line: "be real -- be mortal -- and be mine!" Alternate Author Name(s): Stevenson, Pearce; Stirling-maxwell, Lady; Norton, The Honourable Mrs. Caroline | |||
I. As by his lonely hearth he sate, The shadow of a welcome dream Passed o'er his heart, -- disconsolate His home did seem; Comfort in vain was spread around, For something still was wanting found. II. Therefore he thought of one who might For ever in his presence stay; Whose dream should be of him by night, Whose smile should be for him by day; And the sweet vision, vague and far, Rose on his fancy like a star. III. "Let her be young, yet not a child, Whose light and inexperienced mirth Is all too winged and too wild For sober earth, -- Too rainbow-like such mirth appears, And fades away in misty tears. IV. "Let youth's fresh rose still gently bloom Upon her smooth and downy cheek, Yet let a shadow, not of gloom, But soft and meek, Tell that some sorrow she hath known, Though not a sorrow of her own. V. "And let her eyes be of the grey, The soft grey of the brooding dove, Full of the sweet and tender ray Of modest love; For fonder shows that dreamy hue Than lustrous black or heavenly blue. VI. "Let her be full of quiet grace, No sparkling wit with sudden glow Bright'ning her purely chisell'd face And placid brow; Not radiant to the stranger's eye, -- A creature easily pass'd by: VII. "But who, once seen, with untold power For ever haunts the yearning heart, Raised from the crowd that self-same hour To dwell apart, All sainted and enshrined to be, The idol of our memory! VIII. "And oh! let Mary be her name -- It hath a sweet and gentle sound, At which no glories dear to fame Come crowding round, But which the dreaming heart beguiles With holy thoughts and household smiles. IX. "With peaceful meetings, welcomes kind, And love, the same in joy and tears, And gushing intercourse of mind Through faithful years; Oh! dream of something half divine, Be real -- be mortal -- and be mine!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...I DO NOT LOVE THEE by CAROLINE ELIZABETH SARAH SHERIDAN NORTON LOVE NOT by CAROLINE ELIZABETH SARAH SHERIDAN NORTON THE ARAB TO HIS FAVORITE STEED by CAROLINE ELIZABETH SARAH SHERIDAN NORTON THE KING OF DENMARK'S RIDE by CAROLINE ELIZABETH SARAH SHERIDAN NORTON THE MOTHER'S HEART by CAROLINE ELIZABETH SARAH SHERIDAN NORTON TO MY BOOKS by CAROLINE ELIZABETH SARAH SHERIDAN NORTON IN THE COLD CHANGE, WHICH TIME HATH WROUGHT ON LOVE by CAROLINE ELIZABETH SARAH SHERIDAN NORTON WEEP NOT FOR HIM THAT DIETH by CAROLINE ELIZABETH SARAH SHERIDAN NORTON DEDICATION OF THE DREAM; TO THE DUCHESS OF SUTHERLAND by CAROLINE ELIZABETH SARAH SHERIDAN NORTON EXTRACT FROM THE DREAM by CAROLINE ELIZABETH SARAH SHERIDAN NORTON |
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