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Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Longing by Matthew Arnold

Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again!
For so the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.

Come, as thou cam'st a thousand times,
A messenger from radiant climes,
And smile on thy new world, and be
As kind to others as to me!

Or, as thou never cam'st in sooth,
Come now, and let me dream it truth,
And part my hair, and kiss my brow,
And say, My love why sufferest thou?

Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again!
For so the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.

Longing by Matthew Arnold



Matthew Arnold wiki says:
Matthew Arnold (24 December 1822 – 15 April 1888) was a British poet and cultural critic who worked as an inspector of schools. He was the son of Thomas Arnold, the famed headmaster of Rugby School, and brother to both Tom Arnold, literary professor, and William Delafield Arnold, novelist and colonial administrator. Matthew Arnold has been characterized as a sage writer, a type of writer who chastises and instructs the reader on contemporary social issues.[1]



 Some books about Mathew Arnold

  1. Arnold: 'Culture and Anarchy' and Other Writings (Cambridge Texts in the History of Political Thought)
  2. Matthew Arnold - Poetry Collection (Mattew Arnold - Poetry Collection)
  3. Culture and Anarchy (Oxford World's Classics)
  4. Selections from the Prose Works of Matthew Arnold

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7 comments:

  1. great poem as always. Thanks a lot for this post. I visit your blog daily to find a relief in my busy, stressful life.

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  2. what a lovely and gentle poem.. thanks for sharing it.

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  3. Thank you so much for visiting and your comment :o)
    I'd never heard of Longing ... I loved it! Thanks x

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  4. Only one word is needed here: beautiful.

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  5. 'For so the night will more than pay
    The hopeless longing of the day.' - absolutely loved that part. It reminded me of Edgar Allan Poe's quote: 'Sleep, those little slices of death; Oh how I loathe them.' After all, isn't that what sleep is? A way to lose touch with everything, even if for a few moments?

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  6. I've heard about Matthew Arnold. Never read his work until now. Thanks.

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