Except to Heaven, she is nought. Except for Angels - lone. Except to some wide-wandering Bee A flower superfluous blown. Except for winds - provincial. Except by Butterflies Unnoticed as a single dew That on the Acre lies. The smallest Housewife in the grass, Yet take her from the Lawn And somebody has lost the face That made Existence - Home! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CASTLE OF INDOLENCE: CANTO 1 by JAMES THOMSON (1700-1748) THE LOVER TO THE THAMES OF LONDON TO FAVOUR HIS LADY ... by GEORGE TURBERVILLE PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 32. AL-KHABIR by EDWIN ARNOLD PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 68. AL-KADAR by EDWIN ARNOLD THE LAST MAN by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |