The Poetical Works of George Barlow In Ten [Eleven] Volumes |
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| LXXXII. | LXXXII. IN ALL STARS AND FLOWERS
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LXXXII. IN ALL STARS AND FLOWERS
In stars and flowers I see my Lady now;—
Now in the violets blue her glances shine,
Her mouth is hidden amid the eglantine,—
The lilies are the whiteness of her brow.
The simplest bud is beautiful to me,
O never-ending love of mine, O lady,
Because of thine own beauty!—Yea, for thee
Red roses blush in garden-alleys shady.
Now in the violets blue her glances shine,
Her mouth is hidden amid the eglantine,—
The lilies are the whiteness of her brow.
The simplest bud is beautiful to me,
O never-ending love of mine, O lady,
Because of thine own beauty!—Yea, for thee
Red roses blush in garden-alleys shady.
The world of flowers is thine: all gathered posies
Are symbols of the rich eternal roses
That bloom around the richness of thine heart.
All snowdrops and all buds of lily-brightness
Are but as signs of thine imperial whiteness,—
Yea, whiter than God's whitest rose thou art.
Are symbols of the rich eternal roses
That bloom around the richness of thine heart.
All snowdrops and all buds of lily-brightness
Are but as signs of thine imperial whiteness,—
Yea, whiter than God's whitest rose thou art.
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