Love’s Trinity
SOUL, heart, and body, we thus singly name, Are not in love divisible and distinct, But each with each inseparably link'd. One is not honour, and the other shame, But burn as closely fused as fuel, heat, and flame. They do not love who give the body and keep The heart ungiven; nor they who yield the soul, 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.
Alfred Austin’s other poems:
- Nocturnal Vigils
- Aspromonte
- To Robert Louis Stevenson
- Covet Who Will The Patronage Of Kings
- When Runnels Began to Leap and Sing
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