The Poetical Works of George Barlow In Ten [Eleven] Volumes |
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LOVE'S ARGUMENT
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LOVE'S ARGUMENT
He.—“How lovely is that curve of dazzling breast!
Now am I blest
Beyond all words, in that thou art so fair!”
She.—
“Thou art the stronger. Teach me, love, to be
Ever to thee
True helper. In life's struggle let me share!”
He.—
“The starlit heaven is less sweet than thine eyes:
Within them lies
An unknown passionate world beyond my dream.”
She.—
“Yet must we, prisoners in this world of woe,
Climb from below
Long leagues before heaven's mountain-summits gleam.”
He.—
“Bend forward gently. Shaped e'en Phidias' hand
A neck more grand
In every passionate sweet imperious line?”
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“Time will not spare, who spares no loveliest flower;
It has its hour:
Seek thou the soul's imperishable shrine.”
He.—
“Hath the soul radiant beauty such as this?
Such lips to kiss,
Such hair to fondle, and such hands to stroke?”
She.—
“To-morrow some new woman will pass by:
Through mouth and eye
'Twill be to thee as if a new God spoke.”
He.—
“Love me to-day. Lo! all the heaven is bright
With sweet sunlight,
And yet thy loveliness outshines the sun.”
She.—
“If I love thee, wilt thou love me till death?
Will his cold breath
Leave the two souls inseparably one?”
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