The Kiss
To these I turn, in these I trust; Brother Lead and Sister Steel. To his blind power I make appeal; I guard her beauty clean from rust. He spins and burns and loves the air, And splits a skull to win my praise; But up the nobly marching days She glitters naked, cold and fair. Sweet Sister, grant your soldier this; That in good fury he may feel The body where he sets his heel Quail from your downward darting kiss.
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"To these I turn, in these I trust;..."
Exploring the themes of classic, Siegfried Loraine Sassoon delivers a powerful performance in "The Kiss"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...