Poem by Louisa Sarah Bevington

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. The Secret of the Bees
2. Bought with a Price
3. O Ye Joys!
4. Love’s Depth
5. Your Treasure

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