To The Unattainable
Oh, that my blood were water, thou athirst, And thou and I in some far Desert land, How would I shed it gladly, if but first It touched thy lips, before it reached the sand. Once, - Ah, the Gods were good to me, - I threw Myself upon a poison snake, that crept Where my Beloved - a lesser love we knew Than this which now consumes me wholly - slept. But thou; Alas, what can I do for thee? By Fate, and thine own beauty, set above The need of all or any aid from me, Too high for service, as too far for love.
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"Oh, that my blood were water, thou athirst,..."
This evocative piece by Laurence Hope (Adela Florence Cory Nicolson), titled "To The Unattainable", 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...