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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A SONG'S WORTH, by SUSAN MARR SPALDING First Line: I made a song for my dear love's delight Last Line: "he hath his love; but I -- I have my song." | |||
I MADE a song for my dear love's delight; I wrought with all sweet words my heart could lend To longing lips, and thrilled with joy to send The message only love could read aright. He came; and while I trembled in his sight, He kissed my hands and said, "To what sweet end, Unknowing, hast thou wrought, O gentle friend? Singing thy song, I learned to woo, despite My loved one's frown; and now she is my own." Blessing me then, he went his happy way. The whole world sings my song, and I alone Am silent; yet through tears I sometimes say, "To which of us doth greater joy belong? He hath his love; but I -- I have my song." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SEA'S SPELL by SUSAN MARR SPALDING WINTER NIGHT SONG by SARA TEASDALE LORD, HEAR MY PRAYER; A PARAPHRASE OF THE 102ND PSALM by JOHN CLARE PASSING BY by THOMAS FORD (1580-1648) PRINCE ALDFRITH'S ITINERARY THROUGH IRELAND by ALDFRITH THE MOUNT OF OLIVES, SELECTION by ANEIRIN UNCHANGING by FRIEDRICH MARTIN VON BODENSTEDT THE ELDER WOMAN'S SONG: 3, FR. KING LEAR'S WIFE by GORDON BOTTOMLEY |
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