"Charles Heffner. Poetry " - читать интересную книгу автора For love, will hardly seem worth thinking of.
To passionate women, If it seems certain and they never dream, That it fades from kiss to kiss. For everything that is lovely, Is but a brief dreamy kind delight. Never give all the heart outright. For they, for all smooth lips can say, Have given their hearts up to play, And who could play it well enough, If deaf, and dumb and blind with love. He, that made this, knows all the costs, For he, gave all his heart, and lost. Gardens of the Mind Ride with me, through the gardens, of the mind, on a cloud of thought. For any time spent, with you, is so much greater, Walk With Me Walk with me, the path of life, to explore every bend of the road Enjoy with me the beauty of life, along its wonderful way Find comfort with me, in each other's arms, when grief crosses our path Find strength with me, in each other's strength, when despair lies in wait Laugh with me, a single true laugh, to enlighten another's distress Cry with me, a single true tear, to understand true happiness Cherish with me, the wonders of life, as they need to be preserved Rejoice with me, in the mysteries, of what is yet to be Find peace with me, in each other's souls, when the world has gone insane Find love with me, in each other's hearts, |
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