No mortal thing enthralled these longing eyes When perfect peace in thy fair face I found; But far within, where all is holy ground, My soul felt Love, her comrade of the skies: For she was born with God in Paradise; Nor all the shows of beauty shed around This fair false world her wings to earth have bound: Unto the Love of Loves aloft she flies. Nay, things that suffer death, quench not the fire Of deathless spirits; nor eternity Serves sordid Time, that withers all things rare. Not love but lawless impulse is desire: That slays the soul; our love makes still more fair Our friends on earth, fairer in death on high. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SAPPHIC SUICIDE NOTE by JAMES GALVIN THE GHOST OF DEACON BROWN by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE YOUNG MYSTIC by LOUIS UNTERMEYER SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 13 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING SHE PASSED THIS WAY by ANNA M. ACKERMANN PREFACE TO ERINNA'S POEMS by ANTIPATER OF SIDON PSALM 12. SALVUM ME FAC by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 100. AGE: 1 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |