To A Poet
As one, the secret lover of a queen, Watches her move within the people's eye, Hears their poor chatter as she passes by, And smiles to think of what his eyes have seen; The little room where love did 'shut them in,' The fragrant couch whereon they twain did lie, And rests his hand where on his heart doth die A bruised daffodil of last night's sin: So, Poet, as I read your rhyme once more Here where a thousand eyes may read it too, I smile your own sweet secret smile at those Who deem the outer petals of the rose The rose's heart - I, who through grace of you, Have known it for my own so long before.
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"As one, the secret lover of a queen,..."
This evocative piece by Richard Le Gallienne, titled "To A Poet", 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...