Elizabeth Barrett Browning - Portugese XXVI lyrics
[Elizabeth Barrett Browning - Portugese XXVI lyrics]
Instead of men and women, years ago
And found them gentle mates
Nor thought to know
A sweeter music than they played to me
But soon their trailing purple was not free
Of this world's dust, their
Lutes did silent grow
And I myself grew faint and blind below
Their vanishing eyes then THOU
Didst come -to be, belovèd, what they seemed
Their shining fronts
Their songs, their splendours
(better, yet the same
As river-water hallowed into fonts)
Met in thee, and from out thee overcame
My soul with satisfaction of all wants
Because God's gifts put man's
Best dreams to shame