Queen Berengaria's Courtesy, and Other Poems By the Lady E. Stuart Wortley. In Three Vols |
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THOSE WHO LOVE NOT. |
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THOSE WHO LOVE NOT.
Those who love not can never know
Nor dream what Heaven is like below—
And therefore, those that love not, ne'er
True zeal for higher things can share—
Nor can they care in earnest mood
For good and guerdon of that good—
That know not what in truth may be
Perfection and felicity!
Nor dream what Heaven is like below—
And therefore, those that love not, ne'er
True zeal for higher things can share—
Nor can they care in earnest mood
For good and guerdon of that good—
That know not what in truth may be
Perfection and felicity!
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Oh! they can surely little care,
In this dull world so bleak and bare—
For that which ever unto them
Remains unknown, as pearly gem
To coasts of ice, or golden grain
Unto the desert's savage plain—
Or Summer's rich and orient rose
Unto the Winter's pallid snows!
In this dull world so bleak and bare—
For that which ever unto them
Remains unknown, as pearly gem
To coasts of ice, or golden grain
Unto the desert's savage plain—
Or Summer's rich and orient rose
Unto the Winter's pallid snows!
Oh! those who love not—they in vain
Shall seek to tread in Hope's bright train—
Their life is a disjointed tale,
Their worth is waste—their weal is wail!
Their wealth is want—their work is wrack,
Whate'er they gain, yet more they lack.
Their wisdom is but weakness still—
Their best of good is worst of ill!
Shall seek to tread in Hope's bright train—
Their life is a disjointed tale,
Their worth is waste—their weal is wail!
Their wealth is want—their work is wrack,
Whate'er they gain, yet more they lack.
Their wisdom is but weakness still—
Their best of good is worst of ill!
Strength, Light, Truth, Bliss, Power, Knowledge, Worth—
These spring alone profoundly forth
From Love—the mighty and the true,
That doth Creation's youth renew!
'Tis he alone on Earth below,
Can teach us what Heaven is to know!—
Oh! Human Love!—how strong thou art
Avoucheth many a feeling heart!
These spring alone profoundly forth
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That doth Creation's youth renew!
'Tis he alone on Earth below,
Can teach us what Heaven is to know!—
Oh! Human Love!—how strong thou art
Avoucheth many a feeling heart!
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