Song
de Samuel Taylor Coleridge(2005)
1 min lectură
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Tho\' veiled in spires of myrtle-wreath,
Love is a sword that cuts its sheath,
And thro\' the clefts, itself has made,
We spy the flashes of the Blade !
But thro\' the clefts, itself has made,
We likewise see Love\'s flashing blade,
By rust consumed or snapt in twain :
And only Hilt and Stump remain.
Despre aceasta lucrare
- Tip
- Poezie
- An
- 2005
- Cuvinte
- 56
- Citire
- 1 min
- Versuri
- 8
- Actualizat
Cum sa citezi
Samuel Taylor Coleridge. “Song.” Clasici, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/clasici/samuel-taylor-coleridge/poezie/songIntrebari frecvente
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