Love is the peace whereto all thoughts do strive, Done and begun with all our powers in one: The first and last in us that is alive, End of the good, and therewith pleased alone. Perfection's spirit, goddess of the mind, Passed through hope, desire, grief and fear, A simple goodness in the flesh refined, Which of the joys to come doth witness bear. Constant, because it sees no cause to vary, A quintessence of passions overthrown, Raised above all that change of objects carry, A nature by no other nature known: For glory's of eternity a frame, That by all bodies else obscures her name. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PROGRESSIVE HEALTH by CARL DENNIS BABY RUNNING BAREFOOT by DAVID HERBERT LAWRENCE THE WRECK OF THE HESPERUS by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE CASE OF DOMINEERING JOHN ALEXIS UPHAM by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS PAUPER PETE'S SONG by MATHILDE BLIND SERENADE by GEORGE HERBERT CLARKE AN EPISTLE: ADDRESSED TO SIR THOMAS HAMNER (2) by WILLIAM COLLINS (1721-1759) |