Robert Bridges Quotes

Surely thy body is thy mind,
For in thy face is nought to find,
Only thy soft unchristened smile,
That shadows neither love nor guile.

Why hast thou nothing in thy face?
Thou idol of the human race,
Thou tyrant of the human heart,
The flower of lovely youth that art.

My delight and thy delight
Walking, like two angels white,
In the gardens of the night.

To-morrow it seem
Like the empty words of a dream
Remembered on waking.

I love all beauteous things,
I seek and adore them.

Perfect little body, without fault or stain on thee,
With promise of strength and manhood full and fair!

They gathered up the crystal manna to freeze
Their tongues with tasting, their hands with snowballing;
Or rioted in a drift, plunging up to the knees.

When men were all asleep the snow came flying,
In large white flakes falling on the city brown,
Stealthily and perpetually settling and loosely lying,
Hushing the latest traffic of the drowsy town.

For beauty being the best of all we know
Sums up the unsearchable and secret aims
Of nature.

Beneath the crisp and wintry carpet hid
A million buds but stay their blossoming
And trustful birds have built their nests amid
The shuddering boughs, and only wait to sing
Till one soft shower from the south shall bid
And hither tempt the pilgrim steps of Spring.

Poetry's magic lies in the imagery which satifies even without interpretation..it is accepted as easily as it was created.

Good melody is never out of fashion