Robinson Jonathan Dare
My Heart Shall Merry Still - Poem by Robinson Jonathan Dare
In my heart the horse will never stumble
Merry, I say merry mx heart
Your days are free from the dart
Because my mistress has been humble
Thy maker is unquestionable for making you adorable
Honey is your kiss and never will be of Judas Iscariot
Oh my mistress, consumation will forever merry my heart
Even after the Saviour had come for His beloved from His mantle
Then his crucifix dangles as he tosses recklessly in his white robe
Jah, jah, jah he is the left man!
My mistress concedes
Is my love not greater than spiritual revelation?
My loving heart is murdered and, silently, my funeral beckons with a heart sob
Will I not continue loving you among the spirits?
Poet's Notes about The Poem
The poem paints a lover who so much loves his mistress. He goes ahead to bring out some of the adorable virtues and physical attributes of his mistress. He patiently waits to take her to the altar someday.
In the second stanza however, a 'prophet' comes to say that the personae (the poet) is the left man (not the right husband) for her to marry. His mistress believes all the 'prophet' says and ditched her lover.
The poet is heartbroken, but, for the passionate love he has for his mistress, he promises to continue loving her, even if both of them don't marry each other and moreso when both of them exit this earth.
I ask: Which is greater, PROPHECY or LOVE?
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