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 | Poetical Works of Robert Bridges excluding the eight dramas |  |
But this is in my heart,
That Love is Nature's perfect art,
And man hath got his fancy hence,
To clothe his thought in forms of sense.
That Love is Nature's perfect art,
And man hath got his fancy hence,
To clothe his thought in forms of sense.
| Poetical Works of Robert Bridges excluding the eight dramas | |