Beauty that Is Never Old
When buffeted and beaten by life's storms,
When by the bitter cares of life oppressed,
I want no surer haven than your arms,
I want no sweeter heaven than your breast
When buffeted and beaten by life's storms,
When by the bitter cares of life oppressed,
I want no surer haven than your arms,
I want no sweeter heaven than your breast
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Part One - The
Let me sleep, for my soul is intoxicated with love and Let me rest, for my spirit has had its bounty of days and nights;
Light the candles and burn the incense around my bed, and Scatter leaves of jasmine and roses over my...
This lunar
Has no
Is complete and early,
If beauty
Who gave thee,
O Beauty
The keys of this breast,
Too credulous
There is a power whose inspiration fills Nature's fair fabric, sun- and star-inwrought,
Like airy dew ere any drop distils,
Like perfume in the laden flower, like aught Unseen which interfused throughout the whole Becomes its quickening ...
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TY,phantom of an hour, Whose magic spells enchain the heart, Ah
what avails thy fascinating pow'r, Thy thrilling smile, thy witching art
Thy lip, where balmy nectar glows; Thy cheek, where round the damask rose A thousand namele...
When my arms wrap you round I
My heart upon the
That has long faded from the world;
The jewelled crowns that kings have
Beauty, sweet love, is like the morning dew Whose short refresh upon the tender green Cheers for a time but till the Sun doth show,
And straight 'tis gone as it had never been
Soon doth it fade that makes the fairest flourish;
Short...
With chaste heart, and pureeyesI celebrate you, my beauty,restraining my bloodso that the linesurges and followsyour contour,and you bed yourself in my verse,as in woodland, or wave-spume:earth's perfume,sea's music
Nakedly beautiful,whether ...
Know Celia, since thou art so proud, 'Twas I that gave thee thy renown; Thou hadst, in the forgotten crowd Of common beauties, liv'd unknown, Had not my verse exhal'd thy name, And with it imp'd the wings of fame
That killing power is none of...
"A Valentine"Though I have loved you well,
I ween,
And you, too, fancied me,
Your heart hath too divided been A constant heart to be