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WINGED LOVE
“Though watched and captive, yet in spite of all,
They found the art of kissing through a wall.”
—Pope.
They found the art of kissing through a wall.”
—Pope.
I
Through walls and doors Love goes:His lips are in the rose;
His feet are on the hills;
His voice is in the rills.
II
His breath is in the breeze;He thunders in strong seas;
And through the arcades of morn
He winds his hunting-horn.
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III
What do ye, ye who bindLove? Can Love be confined
By earthly bars or grates
Or bolts or brazen gates?
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Through walls the winged kiss flies,And over gloom of skies:
Through foes that cluster round
It speeds without a sound:
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Then it alights, and bringsSoft gladness on its wings.
What gaoler can descry
The winged kiss hovering nigh!
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What prison can retainLove's plumes of golden grain?
What haunt of woe and death
Can bind Love's sky-sweet breath?
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At iron chains and steelLove laughs,—and barriers reel
Drunken before his tread
And light about him shed.
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The sweetest kiss man knowsIs that a woman throws
Through narrowing prison-bars,
So letting in the stars!
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So letting in the nightAnd all its boundless might:
So letting in the blue
That the great moon sails through.
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The most triumphant lipsAre those which Love's mouth sips
With twenty guards beside,
And every guard defied!
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Love steals between all bars,As steal through these the stars.
Foes wait in gaunt array?
Love comes another way!
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While every door is sureAnd all the locks secure
Behold Love, woman-wise,
In at the window flies!
June, 1881.
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