Love's Blindness (by: Alfred Austin (1835 - 1913)) Now do I know that Love is blind, for I Can see no beauty on this beauteous earth, No life, no light, no hopefulness, no mirth, Pleasure nor purpose, when thou art not nigh. continue reading
Love's Trinity (by: Alfred Austin (1835 - 1913)) And guard the body. Love doth give the whole; Its range being high as heaven, as ocean deep, Wide as the realms of air or planet's curving sweep continue reading
Love's Wisdom (by: Alfred Austin (1835 - 1913)) Now on the summit of Love's topmost peak Kiss we and part; no further can we go: And better death than we from high to low... continue reading
Sleepless Night, A (by: Alfred Austin (1835 - 1913)) All things that are made music to my ear: Hushed woods, dumb caves, and many a soundless mere, With Arctic mains in rigid sleep locked tight. continue reading
Unseasonable Snows (by: Alfred Austin (1835 - 1913)) The leaves have not yet gone; then why do ye come, O white flakes falling from a dusky cloud? But yesterday my garden-plot was proud With uncut sheaves of ripe chrysanthemum. continue reading
Unseasonable Snows (by: Alfred Austin (1835 - 1913)) The leaves have not yet gone; then why do ye come, O white flakes falling from a dusky cloud? But yesterday my garden-plot was proud With uncut sheaves of ripe chrysanthemum. continue reading
