To Maggie Le Gallienne With Love
Poor are the gifts of the poet - Nothing but words! The gifts of kings are gold, Silver, and flocks and herds, Garments of strange soft silk, Feathers of wonderful birds, Jewels and precious stones, And horses white as the milk - These are the gifts of kings: But the gifts that the poet brings Are nothing but words. Forty thousand words! Take them - a gift of flies! Words that should have been birds, Words that should have been flowers, Words that should have been stars In the eternal skies. Forty thousand words! Forty thousand tears - All out of two sad eyes.
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"Poor are the gifts of the poet -..."
This evocative piece by Richard Le Gallienne, titled "To Maggie Le Gallienne With Love", 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...