For very humbleness Great Love is proud: The round world were a tribute thrice too small To render to the rightful queen of all -- Yet why should Love's least gift be disavowed -- If once her royal head the queen has bowed, Lending her gracious ear to the low call Of him whose glory is to be her thrall -- Who only prays his worship be allowed? Once to have known her fairness -- who is fair Beyond the dreamer's dream, the painter's art -- This, only this, were bliss above compare: But if he find the gateway to her heart, Shall he not, like a king, be set apart Who for one royal moment entered there? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DESERTED HOUSE by MARY ELIZABETH COLERIDGE A MOTHER TO HER SICK CHILD by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES TALES OF A WAYSIDE INN: THE FIRST DAY: THE BIRDS OF KILLINGWORTH by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW WALT WHITMAN by HARRISON SMITH MORRIS SONNET: 35 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE MAY DAY by ADELAIDE A. ANDREWS THE WANDERER: 3. IN ENGLAND: THE FOUNT OF TRUTH by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |