Poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Desire

Where true Love burns Desire is Love's pure flame;
It is the reflex of our earthly frame,
That takes its meaning from the nobler part,
And but translates the language of the heart. 

1. Lines
2. Brockley Coomb
3. The Pang More Sharp Than All
4. Charity in Thought
5. Humility the Mother of Charity

George Russell Desire ("WITH Thee a moment! Then what dreams have play!")

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