Showing posts with label Extract from Sonnet VII - Hartley Coleridge. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Extract from Sonnet VII - Hartley Coleridge. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Is Love a Fancy, Or A Feeling?


Is love a fancy, or a feeling? No.
It is immortal as immaculate Truth,
'Tis not a blossom shed as soon as youth,
Drops from the stem of life - for it will grow,
In barren regions, where no waters flow,
Nor ray of promise cheats the pensive gloom.