HUMBLE is Love, for he is Honor's child: He knows the worth of her he does adore, And that high reckoning humbles him the more: By her dear sweetness from his pain beguiled, He would be proud because her look is mild; But all the while he scans the oft-told score, And his imperfectness must still deplore, Abashed no less because on him she smiled. To be allowed to love is Love's dear prize: To lay his homage at Her royal feet -- To enter thus the true heart's paradise, The name of names forever to repeat, And read his sentence in her answering eyes -- Love should be humble -- his reward is meet. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CRITIC AND POET by EMMA LAZARUS SONNET: 21. TO CYRIACK SKINNER by JOHN MILTON BURNING STRAWPILES by EVA K. ANGLESBURG EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 14. THE POWERFUL ATTRACTION by PHILIP AYRES EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 32. THERE'S NO DEFENCE AGAINST LOVE by PHILIP AYRES INSCRIPTION FOR AN ICE-HOUSE by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |