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Coventry Patmore (Ковентри Патмор (Пэтмор))


Love's Reality


I walk, I trust, with open eyes;
I've travelled half my worldly course;
And in the way behind me lies
Much vanity and some remorse;
I've lived to feel how pride may part
Spirits, tho' matched like hand and glove;
I've blushed for love's abode, the heart;
But have not disbelieved in love;
Nor unto love, sole mortal thing
Or worth immortal, done the wrong
To count it, with the rest that sing,
Unworthy of a serious song;
And love is my reward: for now,
When most of dead'ning time complain,
The myrtle blooms upon my brow,
Its odour quickens all my brain. 



Coventry Patmore's other poems:
  1. Deliciae Sapientiae de Amore
  2. The After-Glow
  3. The Barren Shore
  4. L’allegro
  5. The Wedding Sermon


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