Christopher Morley

(5 May 1890 – 28 March 1957 / Haverford, Pennslyvania)

The Wedded Lover - Poem by Christopher Morley

I READ in our old journals of the days
When our first love was April-sweet and new,
How fair it blossomed and deep-rooted grew
Despite the adverse time; and our amaze
At moon and stars and beauty beyond praise
That burgeoned all about us: gold and blue
The heaven arched us in, and all we knew
Was gentleness. We walked on happy ways.

They said by now the path would be more steep,
the sunsets paler and less mild the air;
Rightly we heeded not; it was not true.
We will not tell the secret-let it keep.
I know not how I thought those days so fair
These being so much fairer, spent with you

Comments about The Wedded Lover by Christopher Morley

  • Gold Star - 4,979 Points Bill Galvin (5/11/2015 7:23:00 PM)

    I cannot understand why readers would rate this old love poem so low. I wish all the same fortune Morley had, as he described love between him and his wife growing as they got older. A simple, yet important to their wedded partnership, statement in poetic form. I say 10. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 20, 2010

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