Amor Umbratilis
A gift of Silence, sweet! Who may not ever hear: To lay down at your unobservant feet, Is all the gift I bear. I have no songs to sing, That you should heed or know: I have no lilies, in full hands, to fling Across the path you go. I cast my flowers away, Blossoms unmeet for you! The garland I have gathered in my day: My rosemary and rue. I watch you pass and pass, Serene and cold: I lay My lips upon your trodden, daisied grass, And turn my life away. Yea, for I cast you, sweet! This one gift, you shall take: Like ointment, on your unobservant feet, My silence, for your sake.
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"A gift of Silence, sweet!..."
Exploring the themes of classic, Ernest Christopher Dowson delivers a powerful performance in "Amor Umbratilis"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...