The Alhambra and Other Poems By F. B. Money-Coutts [i.e. F. B. T. Coutts-Nevill] |
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The Homily
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The Homily
Who preaches Love is wrong
No flower must ever see,
Nor hear the song-bird's song
Deride his homily!
No flower must ever see,
Nor hear the song-bird's song
Deride his homily!
Who teaches Love was made
Accurs'd, must never be
Where all the summer glade
Derides his homily!
Accurs'd, must never be
Where all the summer glade
Derides his homily!
How foolish Man's arraignment
Of Love, whose strength of mirth
Enforces an enchainment
On the sorrow of the Earth!
Of Love, whose strength of mirth
Enforces an enchainment
On the sorrow of the Earth!
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