Sonnet: "I Said I Splendidly Loved You; It's Not True"
I said I splendidly loved you; it's not true. Such long swift tides stir not a land-locked sea. On gods or fools the high risk falls, on you, The clean clear bitter-sweet that's not for me. Love soars from earth to ecstasies unwist. Love is flung Lucifer-like from Heaven to Hell. But, there are wanderers in the middle mist, Who cry for shadows, clutch, and cannot tell Whether they love at all, or, loving, whom: An old song's lady, a fool in fancy dress, Or phantoms, or their own face on the gloom; For love of Love, or from heart's loneliness. Pleasure's not theirs, nor pain. They doubt, and sigh, And do not love at all. Of these am I.
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"I said I splendidly loved you; it's not true...."
Exploring the themes of classic, Rupert Brooke delivers a powerful performance in "Sonnet: "I Said I Splendidly Loved You; It's Not True""... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...