Louisa Sarah Bevington (Луиза Сара Бевингтон)

Love and Language

LOVE that is alone with love
Makes solitudes of throngs;
Then why not songs of silences,--
Sweet silences of songs?

Parts need words: the perfect whole
Is silent as the dead;
When I offered you my soul
Heard you what I said?

1. Her Worst and Best
2. Love’s Depth
3. Valuation
4. Then and Now
5. O Ye Joys!

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