Love is a light burden that gladdeneth young and old; Love is that blood-red winter's rose which blossometh in the cold; He that giveth all to Love hath all that heart can hold. Fond desire shall fade and fail as doth the flower in May; Lust is but a fire of straw that smouldereth for a day; Love that liveth in thy heart shall live and love for aye. Thou that, on the Cross of Love, wast crowned of lovers King, Melt this iron Winter, Lord, to Love's eternal Spring; Hold and fold us all beneath the shadow of Thy wing. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO SEE THE STARS IN DAYLIGHT by JAMES GALVIN SEPULCHRE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO SAMUEL COLERIDGE UPON HEARING HIS 'SOME I FEEL LIKE A MOTHERLESS..' by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON UNDER THE CEDARCROFT CHESTNUT by SIDNEY LANIER TRANSFORMATION by CARL SANDBURG DEDICATION OF THE FIRST SONNETS TO A FRIEND ... by GEORGE SANTAYANA HYBRIDS OF WAR: A MORALITY POEM: 1. VIETNAM by KAREN SWENSON |