The Song Of The Secret
Where is beauty? Gone, gone: The cold winds have taken it With their faint moan; The white stars have shaken it, Trembling down, Into the pathless deeps of the sea. Gone, gone Is beauty from me. The clear naked flower Is faded and dead; The green-leafed willow, Drooping her head, Whispers low to the shade Of her boughs in the stream, Sighing a beauty, Secret as dream.
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"Where is beauty?..."
Exploring the themes of classic, Walter De La Mare delivers a powerful performance in "The Song Of The Secret"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...