Do you know this poem's title??

Question

the first stanza of the poem is like this...

It is not love to love the fair

and feast one's eyes on beauty rare

for beauty all men's gaze enthrals

nor for a lover's rapture calls.......

please..i want to know this title...

Answer 1

Stanza

  



  Often rebuked, yet always back returning

To those first feelings that were born with me,

And leaving busy chase of wealth and learning

For idle dreams of things which cannot be:

Today, I will seek not the shadowy region;

Its unsustaining vastness waxes drear;

And visions rising, legion after legion,

Bring the unreal world too strangely near.

I'll walk, but not in old heroic traces,

And not in paths of high morality,

And not among the half-distingusihed faces,

The clouded forms of long-past history.

I'll walk where my own nature would be leading:

It vexes me to choose another guide:

Where the grey flocks in ferny glens are feeding;

Where the wild wind blows on the mountain side.

What have those lonely mountains worth revealing?

More glory and more grief than I can tell:

The earth that wakes one human heart to feeling

Can centre both the worlds of heaven and h**l.

Emily Jane Bronte





Sorry, but I don't know. I am sending you Emily Bronte, for your delight.

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