Strange Fits of Passion Have I Known
Strange fits of passion have I known:
And I will dare to tell,
But in the lover's ear alone,
What once to me befell
Strange fits of passion have I known:
And I will dare to tell,
But in the lover's ear alone,
What once to me befell
If I had been a Heathen,
I'd have praised the purple vine,
My slaves should dig the vineyards,
And I would drink the wine
Out of the earth to rest or
Perpetual in perpetual change,
The unknown passing through the strange
Water and saltness held
The kingdom of God is within youO world invisible, we view thee,
O world intangible, we touch thee,
O world unknowable, we know thee,
Inapprehensible, we clutch thee
Do not mention the name of love,
O my simple-minded companion
Strange is the
When you offer your love
What a strange thing
to be alivebeneath cherry blossoms