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SONNET V “LOVE AND BEAUTY”
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SONNET V
“LOVE AND BEAUTY”

But France, fair France, that held her stedfast way
Mocked, cursed or preached at,—France that ever knew
That deep in Beauty's form lay hid the true
Secret that gives its golden life to day
And sends the blue waves leaping through the bay
And on the rose bestows its passionate hue,—
Shall not the Power whose eyes are dawns renew
Her force, and grant her Art's domains to sway?
No voice replies. This only is grandly sure,—
Where God and Love and Beauty and Woman are
There also shines the sun, there flower and star
To flower and star may beckon, bright and pure.
Where Beauty is not, there darkness must endure
And Death with eyes that blight, and hands that mar.