Page:Poems, Volume 1, Coates, 1916.djvu/41

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HOW WONDERFUL IS LOVE


Not music when it wings
From the far azure where the skylark sings
 Is wonderful as love!—
Not music when it wells
From the enchanted fairy-haunted dells
Where, shrined mid thorn and vine—
 An ecstasy apart,
 Drawn from the life-blood of a breaking heart—
 The nightingale pours forth forever
 The rapture and the pain that naught can sever,
Of love which mortal is, yet knows itself divine!