(1887-1915 / Warwickshire / England)

Beauty And Beauty

When Beauty and Beauty meet
All naked, fair to fair,
The earth is crying-sweet,
And scattering-bright the air,
Eddying, dizzying, closing round,
With soft and drunken laughter;
Veiling all that may befall
After -- after --

Where Beauty and Beauty met,
Earth's still a-tremble there,
And winds are scented yet,
And memory-soft the air,
Bosoming, folding glints of light,
And shreds of shadowy laughter;
Not the tears that fill the years
After -- after --

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the way words have been woven together is portrays you skillful wild imaginations. Well done Rupert
It’s true our actions, the happenings in a place, leave something—a scent, a memory, an energy. And if all of us the world over walked in beauty, imagine... -GK
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And shreds of shadowy laughter; Not the tears that fill the years Human history is filled with tears.
Where Beauty and Beauty met, Earth's still a-tremble there, And winds are scented yet, And memory-soft the air, .. beautiful poetic verses.. tony
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