<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536384" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Couplets In Praise</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Poet of love, I sing here my whole soul to you.<br>Ah, might I all deeds dare, love would I prove to you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Make I at least your praise, chaplet of sunny verse,<br>Each dear delight of your told to the universe.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let me your sweetnesses, O child, enumerate.<br>All the proud wealth of you Love shall remunerate.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">``Glory to God,'' I sigh each time I gaze at you.<br>Eyes that have wept all night thrill in amaze at you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Night in your dark hair sleeps, caught in the net of it,<br>Emblem how dear of dreams pure as the jet of it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Valiant joy crowns your brow, stainless its ivory.<br>Incense your sweet lips breathe, rose--red their livery.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Earth has no part in you. Yet do your eyes to--night<br>Vanquish all Earth for me, wise in their wise delight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Evening and morning still watch your feet shod with dew,<br>Answering praise and prayer, fearless, your God with you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dare to delight our souls steeped in love's tenderness.<br>Earn us a wage of joy saved from the wilderness.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lo, how my heart leaps up new life inheriting.<br>Armed for the fight am I, all your praise meriting.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Idly if I have lived, now am I glorious,<br>Daring all deeds for you, yours and victorious.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Empires shall bend and break; kingdoms shall crumble down.<br>Wise men shall bow the knee; wise ones look humble down.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You are the cause of it. Only your name it is<br>Nerves me to fight the fight stern with life's vanities.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Die! Ay, to die for you, foremost in rivalry,<br>Heroes to dig my grave: that were true chivalry.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All lovers there should sing, all who had wit any,<br>Mourn me and weep with you. Here ends my litany.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Wilfrid+Scawen+Blunt">Wilfrid Scawen Blunt</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536384" data-title="Couplets In Praise de Wilfrid Scawen Blunt" data-description="Poet of love, I sing here my whole soul to you. Ah, might I all deeds dare, love would I prove to you. Make I at least your praise, chaplet of sunny verse, Each dear delight of your told to the universe. Let me your sweetnesses, O child, enumera..."></div> </div> </div>

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