2007-01-23 04:58:47 · 2 answers · asked by Anonymous in Society & Culture ➔ Religion & Spirituality
So sweet the hour - so calm the time,
I feel it more than half a crime
When Nature sleeps and stars are mute,
To mar the slilence ev'n with lute.
At rest on ocean's brilliant dies
An image of Elysium lies;
Seven Pleiades entranced in Heaven
Form in the deep another seven;
Endymion nodding from above
Sees in the sea a second love:
Within ithe valley dim and brown,
And on the spectral mountain's crown
The wearied light is lying down:
And earth, and stars, and sea, and sky
Are redolent of sleep, as I
Am redonlent of thee and thine
Enthralling love my Sweet
But list, Oh list! --- so soft and low
Thy lover's voice tonight shall flow
That, scarce awake, thy sold shall deem
My words the music of a dream.
Thus, while no single sound too rude,
Upon they slumber shall intrude,
Our thoughts, our souls - O God above!!!
In every deed shall mingle love.
2007-01-23 12:51:10 · answer #1 · answered by Giggly Giraffe 7 · 1⤊ 0⤋
If the love is real 1 Cor 13:4-8
2007-01-23 13:32:58 · answer #2 · answered by linniepooh 3 · 1⤊ 0⤋