14 February 2010
"Is love a fancy or a feeling?"
This is Hartley Coleridge. And he wrote about love.
Is love a fancy, or a feeling. No.
It is immortal as immaculate Truth.
'Tis not a blossom shed as soon as youth,
Drops from the stem of life--for it will grow,
In barren regions, where no waters flow,
Nor rays of promise cheats the pensive gloom.
A darkling fire, faint hovering o'er a tomb,
That but itself and darkness nought doth show,
It is my love's being, - yet it cannot die,
Nor will it change, though all be changed beside;
Though fairest beauty be no longer fair,
Though vows be false, and faith itself deny,
Though sharp enjoyment be a suicide,
And hope a spectre in a ruin bare.
Happy Valentine's Day from tIO x