Passion that springeth from great loveliness Not always need be counted deadly sin, If it doth melt the heart with tenderness And let a ray celestial pierce within. Love wakeneth, thrilleth, lendeth us his wing For lofty flight, so tempering our vain fires That they are likened to that primal ring Whence the sad soul unto his God aspires. The love of which I speak doth seek the sky, Surpassing woman's love ; the wise, strong heart Is with no other flame save this aglow. One love draws to the earth and one on high ; One in the soul, one in the sense hath part ; This last doth aim at what is base and low. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BURNHAM-BEECHES by HENRY LUTTRELL FEATHERSTONHAUGH by BARCROFT HENRY BOAKE A PRAYER FOR LIFE by GEORGE SHEPARD BURLEIGH THE POET AND THE FLY: 2 by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 2. I COME FORTH FROM THE DARKNESS by EDWARD CARPENTER THE HEART O' SPRING by MADISON JULIUS CAWEIN WIR PFLUGEN UND WIR STREUEN by MATTHIAS CLAUDIUS |