O LOVE! my foolish heart and eyes Have lost all knowledge save of you, And everywhere—in blowing skies And flowering earth—I find anew The changing glory of your face The myriad symbols of your grace. To my enraptured sight you are Sovereign and sweet reality, The splendour of the morning star, The might and music of the sea, The subtle fragrance of the spring, Rich fruit of all Time's harvesting. O Love! my foolish soul and sense Have lost all vision save of you, My sacred fount of sustenance From which my spirit drinks anew Sorrow and solace, hope and power From life to life and hour to hour. O poignant sword! O priceless crown, O temple of my woe and bliss! All pain is compassed by your frown, All joy is centred in your kiss. You are the substance of my breath And you the mystic pang of Death. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE JOURNEY by EMILY DICKINSON SPARKLING AND BRIGHT by CHARLES FENNO HOFFMAN GARDEN DAYS: 3. THE FLOWERS by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON A COWBOY'S WORRYING LOVE by JAMES BARTON ADAMS LEAVE A KISS WITHIN THE CUP by AGATHIAS SCHOLASTICUS SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 18. A PORTRAIT by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) VERSES TO AN INFANT by BERNARD BARTON UP TO ME by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 40 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |