 | Poems by William W. Story |  |
[XXXIII. The Imperfect hath a charm the Perfect cannot own]
The Imperfect hath a charm the Perfect cannot own;
From satisfaction Hope ungirds her flashing zone.
From satisfaction Hope ungirds her flashing zone.
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No perfect nature shapes—she only hints in each
And tantalizes with her partly finished speech.
And tantalizes with her partly finished speech.
| Poems by William W. Story | |