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Poem by Jones Very


Love


I asked of Time to tell me where was Love;
He pointed to her foot-steps on the snow,
Where first the angel lighted from above,
And bid me note the way and onward go;
Through populous streets of cities spreading wide,
By lonely cottage rising on the moor,
Where bursts from sundered cliff the struggling tide,
To where it hails to sea with answering roar,
She led me on; o'er mountain's frozen head,
where mile on mile still stretches on the plain,
Then homeward whither first my feet she led,
I traced her path along the snow again;
But there the sun had melted from the earth
The prints where first she trod, a child of mortal birth.



Jones Very


Jones Very's other poems:
  1. The Dead
  2. The War
  3. To the Fossil Flower
  4. Thy Brother's Blood
  5. Day


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Samuel Coleridge Love ("All thoughts, all passions, all delights") 1799
  • Elizabeth Barrett-Browning Love ("We cannot live, except thus mutually")
  • Rupert Brooke Love ("Love is a breach in the walls, a broken gate")
  • Charles Calverley Love ("Canst thou love me, lady?")
  • Thomas Gent Love ("Love!Чwhat is love? a mere machine, a spring")
  • Nicholas Breton Love ("Foolish love is only folly")
  • Dora Sigerson Shorter Love ("Deep in the moving depths")
  • Alexander Smith Love ("THE fierce exulting worlds, the motes in rays")
  • Henry Van Dyke Love ("Let me but love my love without disguise")
  • Ella Wilcox Love ("The longer I live and the more I see")
  • John Kenyon Love ("Mother! I've seen a little boy")

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