
The speaker wonders whether cherished June days will return and says a formless presence will remain in the room. Remembered words seemed to approach the heart's hidden places, stirring delight and fear as a voice urged it to open.
By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow · Genre: Sonnet, Lyric Poetry, Nostalgic Poetry · 171 words
Will ever the dear days come back again, / Those days of June, when lilacs were in bloom, / And bluebirds sang their sonnets in the gloom / Of leaves that roofed them in from sun or rain? / I know not; but a presence will remain / Forever and forever in this room, / Formless, diffused in air, like a perfume, -- / A phantom of the heart, and not the brain. / Delicious days! when every spoken word / Was like a foot-fall nearer and more near, / And a mysterious knocking at the gate / Of the heart's secret places, and we heard / In the sweet tumult of delight and fear / A voice that whispered, "Open, I cannot wait! "
Will Ever the Dear Days Come Back again? is listed on Textopian as a poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, dated Date unknown.
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memory · longing · June · emotional intimacy · sonnet