Flowers of Hope
Encore un poème que j'aurais bien voulu écrire... Pas pour une Pauline, mais à cela près...
Mais je m'y remets bientôt, j'ai une idée sur le feu.
Robert Browning
One Way of Love
All June I bound the rose in sheaves
Now, rose by rose I strip the leaves
And strew them when Pauline may pass
She will not turn aside ? Alas !
Let them lie... Suppose they die ?
The chance was they might take her eye.
How many a month I strove to suit
These stubborn fingers to the lute !
To-day I venture all I know
She will not hear my music ? So !
Break the string, fold music's wing
Suppose Pauline had bade me sing !
My whole life long I learned to love
This hour my otmost art I prove
And speak my passion - Heaven or Hell ?
She will not give me heaven ? 'Tis well !
Lose who may - I still can say
Those who win heaven, blest are they !