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Friday, February 15, 2013

The Month Of Love..Yet, I Only Desire Poetry Of Amour?...Nailah's Favorite Poem Friday!

Perfect Love
By 
Archibald Lampman

Beloved, those who moan of love's brief day
Shall find but little grace with me, I guess,
Who know too well this passion's tenderness
To deem that it shall lightly pass away,
A moment's interlude in life's dull play;
Though many loves have lingered to distress,
So shall not ours, sweet Lady, ne'ertheless,
But deepen with us till both heads be grey.

For perfect love is like a fair green plant,
That fades not with its blossoms, but lives on,
And gentle lovers shall not come to want,
Though fancy with its first mad dream be gone;
Sweet is the flower, whose radiant glory flies,
But sweeter still the green that never dies. 
By Archibald Lampman

A lovely poet. There were too many by Archibald Lampman, too choose from. I promise I'll post more of his great work.
AmourToujours
Nailah D'arcy

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