Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, LOVE, by GRACE NOLL CROWELL


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LOVE, by                    
First Line: Love has been dragged too often through ... Mire
Last Line: To tarnish the white splendor of its name.
Subject(s): Beauty


Love has been dragged too often through the mire.
I would brush it clean and free it from the bars
That would detain it, I would set it up
High on a cool green hill beneath the stars
Where the wind can blow the clinging dust away,
And the cool night wash it with its crystal dew.
It matters not what others make of love.
Mine shall be pure and beautiful for you.

My love is like the shimmer of the stars.
It has absorbed the radiance of the moon;
Has taken on the glory of the sun
That climbs the far blue glittering heights of noon.
I am jealous of the name of love. I long
To lift it high, to hold it like a flame
That no unworthy thing may venture near
To tarnish the white splendor of its name.





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