For very humbleness Great Love is proud: The round world were a tribute thrice too small To render to the rightful queen of all -- Yet why should Love's least gift be disavowed -- If once her royal head the queen has bowed, Lending her gracious ear to the low call Of him whose glory is to be her thrall -- Who only prays his worship be allowed? Once to have known her fairness -- who is fair Beyond the dreamer's dream, the painter's art -- This, only this, were bliss above compare: But if he find the gateway to her heart, Shall he not, like a king, be set apart Who for one royal moment entered there? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MEMORY by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR EPITAPH ON HIMSELF by MATTHEW PRIOR ARAB LOVE SONG by FRANCIS THOMPSON NATALIA'S RESURRECTION: 27 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT ELEGY ON A LADY, WHOM GRIEF FOR THE DEATH OF HER BETHROTHED KILLED by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES IN THE FANTASY by LE BARON COOKE SOME HASTY RHYMES ON SLEEP by NATHANIEL COTTON |