The Harebell.
You give no portent of impermanence Though before sun goes you are long gone hence, Your bright, inherited crown Withered and fallen down. It seems that your blue immobility Has been for ever, and must for ever be. Man seems the unstable thing, Fevered and hurrying. So free of joy, so prodigal of tears, Yet he can hold his fevers seventy years, Out-wear sun, rain and frost, By which you are soon lost.
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"You give no portent of impermanence..."
This evocative piece by Muriel Stuart, titled "The Harebell.", represents a masterful exploration of classic. The lines capture a profound emotional resonance... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...