Nature hav no music; nor would ther be for theeany better melody in the April woods at dawnthan what an old stone-deaf labourer, lying awakeo'night in his comfortless attic, might perchancebe aware of, when the rats run amok in his thatch?
But I can tell - let truth be told - That love will change in growing old; Though day by day is nought to see, So delicate his motions be. - Robert Bridges
But I can tell - let truth be told - That love will change in growing old; Though day by day is nought to see, So delicate his motions be.
- Robert Bridges
So sweet love seemed that April morn, when first we kissed beside the thorn, so strangely sweet, it was not strange we thought that love could never … - Robert Bridges
So sweet love seemed that April morn, when first we kissed beside the thorn, so strangely sweet, it was not strange we thought that love could never …
O youth whose hope is high, Who dost to Truth aspire, Whether thou live or die, O look not back nor tire. - Robert Bridges
O youth whose hope is high, Who dost to Truth aspire, Whether thou live or die, O look not back nor tire.
Poetry's magic lies in the imagery which satifies even without interpretation..it is accepted as easily as it was created. - Robert Bridges
Poetry's magic lies in the imagery which satifies even without interpretation..it is accepted as easily as it was created.
When Death to either shall come - I pray it be first to me. - Robert Bridges
When Death to either shall come - I pray it be first to me.
Science comforting man's animal poverty and leisuring his toil, hath humanized manners and social temper, and now above her globe-spredd net of speed… - Robert Bridges
Science comforting man's animal poverty and leisuring his toil, hath humanized manners and social temper, and now above her globe-spredd net of speed…
When men were all asleep the snow came flying, In large white flakes falling on the city brown, Stealthily and perpetually settling and loosely lying… - Robert Bridges
When men were all asleep the snow came flying, In large white flakes falling on the city brown, Stealthily and perpetually settling and loosely lying…
Good melody is never out of fashion - Robert Bridges
Good melody is never out of fashion
When first we met we did not guess that Love would prove so hard a master. - Robert Bridges
When first we met we did not guess that Love would prove so hard a master.
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