Take Care, Take Care
Bind up, bind up your dark bright hair And hide the smouldering sunken fire. Let it be held no more than fair, Nor yourself guess how rare, how rare Its movement, colour and deep fire. Your eyes they have their consciousness, Your lips their grave reflective smile, Your hands their cunning for distress: Your hair has only beauteousness And hid flame for its only guile. That glowing hair on shoulders white Is pride past sum: take care, take care! Even to dream of wish'd delight Too much perturbs the ebb of night-- Bind up, bind up your burning hair!
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"Bind up, bind up your dark bright hair..."
Exploring the themes of classic, John Frederick Freeman delivers a powerful performance in "Take Care, Take Care"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...