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Poem
January 5, 1871
The Republican Journal
Belfast, Waldo County, Maine
What is this article about?
A husband reflects on the profound joy and enduring love in his marriage, valuing his wife's kiss at the door above worldly wealth and treasuring their shared happiness from wedding day to old age.
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OCR Quality
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A KISS AT THE DOOR.
Whispering at the doorway
Mutual will—I—
The roselike lips upon her hand
Laid down so silently.
A mild white hand upon my arm.
What more could I ask for
Than the kindly glance of loving eye
As she kissed me at the door?
I know she loves with all her heart,
Her husband beside!
Yet the years have been so joyous
Since I called her bride.
Would such wealth of happiness
Meet in years before,
But the happiest time of all was
When she kissed me at the door.
Who cares for wealth of land or gold,
For a "fame matchless power"
If it give the happiness
Of one little hour
With one who loves me as her life—
She says she loves me more—
Although she said it this morning,
When she kissed me at the door.
It seems that all the world,
With all its wealth of gold,
Is very small and poor indeed
Compared with what I hold!
And when the cloud hangs grim and dark,
I only think the more
Of one who waits the coming step
Just at the door.
If I live till one shall scatter
Frost upon his head,
I know she'll love me just the same
As the morning we were wed,
To the last as her.
And though to have her before,
I would love her when I meet her
If it kiss me at the door.
Whispering at the doorway
Mutual will—I—
The roselike lips upon her hand
Laid down so silently.
A mild white hand upon my arm.
What more could I ask for
Than the kindly glance of loving eye
As she kissed me at the door?
I know she loves with all her heart,
Her husband beside!
Yet the years have been so joyous
Since I called her bride.
Would such wealth of happiness
Meet in years before,
But the happiest time of all was
When she kissed me at the door.
Who cares for wealth of land or gold,
For a "fame matchless power"
If it give the happiness
Of one little hour
With one who loves me as her life—
She says she loves me more—
Although she said it this morning,
When she kissed me at the door.
It seems that all the world,
With all its wealth of gold,
Is very small and poor indeed
Compared with what I hold!
And when the cloud hangs grim and dark,
I only think the more
Of one who waits the coming step
Just at the door.
If I live till one shall scatter
Frost upon his head,
I know she'll love me just the same
As the morning we were wed,
To the last as her.
And though to have her before,
I would love her when I meet her
If it kiss me at the door.
What sub-type of article is it?
Ode
What themes does it cover?
Love Courtship
Marriage Celebration
What keywords are associated?
Marital Love
Kiss At Door
Enduring Affection
Husband Wife
Simple Happiness
Poem Details
Title
A Kiss At The Door.
Key Lines
As She Kissed Me At The Door?
When She Kissed Me At The Door.
When She Kissed Me At The Door.
If She Kiss Me At The Door.