LOVE'S height is easy scaling; skies allure; Who feels the day-warmth needs must find it fair; Strong eagles ride the lofty sunlit air, Risking no rivals while their wings endure. Yet is thy noblest still thy least secure, And failing thee -- shall then thy love despair? Shall not thy heart more holily prepare Some depth unfathomable, -- perfect-pure? Say that to thee there come love's dreadful call The downward swiftness of thy Best to see; Say that he sin or sicken, what of thee? Are thine arms deeper yet to stay his fall? Scarcely love's utmost may in heaven be; To hell it reacheth so 'tis love at all. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE TEN COMMANDMENTS by GEORGE SANTAYANA A PROPER NEW BALLAD [ENTITLED THE FAIRIES' FAREWELL] by RICHARD CORBET THE SUMMER IS ENDED (2) by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE SHEPHEARDES CALENDER: MAY by EDMUND SPENSER IDYLLS OF THE KING: THE LAST TOURNAMENT by ALFRED TENNYSON TO A LADY TO ANSWER DIRECTLY WITH YEA OR NAY by THOMAS WYATT THE BRIDES' TRAGEDY: ACT 2, SCENE 1 by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |