Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: LOVE'S BLINDNESS. Now do I know that Love is blind, for I Can see no beauty on this beauteous earth, No life, no light, no hopefulness, no mirth, Pleasure nor purpose, when thou art not nigh. Thy absence exiles sunshine from the sky, Seres Spring's maturity, checks Summer's birth, Leaves linnet's pipe as sad as plover's cry, And makes me in abundance find but dearth. But when thy feet flutter the dark, and thou With orient eyes dawnest on my distress, Suddenly sings a bird on every bough, The heavens expand, the earth grows less and less, The ground is buoyant as the air, I vow, And all looks lovely in thy loveliness. LOVE'S WISDOM. Now on the summit of Love's topmost peak Kiss we and part; no farther can we go : And better death than we from high to low Should dwindle or decline from strong to weak. We have found all, there is no more to seek; All have we proved, no more is there to know; And Time could only tutor us to eke Out rapture's warmth with custom's afterglow. We cannot keep at such a height as this; And even straining souls like ours inhale But once in life so rarefied a bliss. What if we lingered till love's breath should fail! Heaven of my Earth ! one more celestial kiss, Then down by separate pathways to the vale. MY WINTER ROSE. Why did you come when the trees were bare ? Why did you come with the wintry air ? When the faint note dies in the robin's throat, And the gables drip and the white flakes float ? What a strange, strange season to choose to come, When the heavens are blind and the earth is dumb; When nought is left living to dirge the dead, And even the snowdrop keeps its bed ! Could you not come when woods are green ? Could you not come when lambs are seen ? When the primrose laughs from its childlike sleep, And the violets hide and... --This text refers to an alternate Paperback edition.