On the Norman Cliffs

On the Norman Cliffs by Marie Van Vorst

The speaker compares her boundless love to the rich Norman summer landscape, where poppies, grain, warmth, and golden rain flow toward the sea. Although high cliffs and far, cold waters separate her from her beloved “by Fate” as if by a universe, her love remains constant. Unable to give its treasure elsewhere, she longs to place it upon the beloved’s heart.

By Marie Van Vorst · First published 1893 · Genre: Love Poetry, Lyric Poetry, Nature Poetry · 154 words

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The summer fields sweep to the farther blue / Crimson with poppies, yellow gold with grain. / They roll their warm wealth seaward -- thus to you / I bring my boundless love. Dearest, in vain / Would I bestow its treasure otherwhere; / It floods to find your heart -- enfold it there!

The land's caress the far seas never knew; / Not on the wave falls the sweet rain of gold. / Far lie the changeful waters, pure and cold, / Sundered by the high cliffs: thus I from you / By Fate am kept a universe apart. / And yet my constant thought inspires me / To seek to lay my love upon your heart.

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fiction · romance · drama · French setting · Normandy · coastal setting · cliffs · European society · love story · social class · aristocracy · family relationships

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