But sometimes she is less your own
Than a wild, gay adventurer;
A restless and an eager wraith,
How can I tell what she will do—
Oh, I am sure of my body’s faith,
But what if my soul broke faith with you?
Submitted by Venus
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IN Warsaw in Poland
The one I love best of allThought of me to-day;I know, for I wentWinged as a bird,In the wide flowing windHis own voice I heard;His arms were round meIn a ferny place,I looked in the poolAnd there was his face—But now it is nightAnd the cold stars say:‘Warsaw in PolandIs half the world away.’
O LOVELY chance, what can I do
You rise between myself and meWith a wise persistency;I would have broken body and soul,But by your grace, still I am whole.Many a thing you did to save me,Many a holy gift you gave me,Music and friends and happy loveMore than my dearest dreaming of;And now in this wide twilight hourWith earth and heaven a…
God let me listen to your voice,
And then he took your voice away,And dropped a veil before your face.God let me look within your eyes,And touch for once your clinging hand,And then he left me all alone,And took you to the Silent Land.I cannot weep, I cannot pray,My heart has very silent grown,I only watch how God gives love,And then leaves…
As the waves of perfume, heliotrope,rose,
Come to us, go from us, whence no one knows;So the old tunes float in my mind,And go from me leaving no trace behind,Like fragrance borne on the hush of the wind.but in the instant the airs remainI know the laughter and the painOf times that will not come again.I try to catch at many…
Deep in the night the cry of a swallow,
Keen as pain was his call to followOver the world to you.Love in my heart is a cry foreverLost as the swallow’s flight,Seeking for you and never, neverStilled by the stars at night.
OH Earth, you are too dear to-night,
Floats rainy fragrance and the farDeep voice of the ocean that talks to the ground?Oh Earth, you gave me all I have,I love you, I love you,—oh what have IThat I can give you in return—Except my body after I die?