It was a humble church, with arches low,
The church we entered there,
Where many a weary soul since long ago
Had past with plaint or prayer.
Mournful and still it was at day's decline,
The day we entered there;
As in a loveless heart, at the lone shrine,
The fires extinguished were.
Scarcely was heard to float some gentlest sound,
Scarcely some low breathed word,
As in a forest fallen asleep, is found
Just one belated bird.
The Quiet Rural Church
Victor Marie Hugo
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Poem topics: heart, bird, soul, long, humble, fallen, sound, prayer, church, Valentine's Day, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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