Love is like water or the air my townspeople; it cleanses, and dissipates evil gases. It is like poetry too and for the same reasons. Love is so precious my townspeople that if I were you I would have it under lock and key -- like the air or the Atlantic or like poetry! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DIRGE (1) by RALPH WALDO EMERSON THE WIDOW AT WINDSOR by RUDYARD KIPLING THE LAND O' THE LEAL by CAROLINA OLIPHANT NAIRNE THE ENCHANTMENT by THOMAS OTWAY IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 43 by ALFRED TENNYSON THE NIGHT SONG by MARY DELL ALLEN DEATH'S JEST-BOOK: L'ENVOI by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |