LOVE, out of the depth of things, As a dewfall felt from above, From the heaven whence only springs Love -- Love, heard from the heights thereof, The clouds and the watersprings, Draws close as the clouds remove. And the soul in it speaks and sings, A swan sweet-souled as a dove, An echo that only rings Love. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A MOTHER TO HER WAKING INFANT by JOANNA BAILLIE POOR [OR, COCK] ROBIN by MOTHER GOOSE NUPTIAL SLEEP by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI HYMN OF THE WEST by EDMUND CLARENCE STEDMAN THE PROGRESS OF POETRY by JONATHAN SWIFT AN EPISTLE TO CURIO by MARK AKENSIDE KNOWLEDGE AFTER DEATH by HENRY CHARLES BEECHING |