Love

(from "the curse of kehama")

They sin who tell us Love can die;
With life all other passions fly,
All others are but vainty.
In Heaven Ambition cannot dwell,
Nor Avarice in the vaults of Hell;
Earthly these passions of the Earth,
They perish where they have their birth;
But Love is indestructible.
Its holy flame for ever burneth,
From Heaven it came, to Heaven returneth;
Too oft on Earth a troubled guest,
At times deceived, at times opprest,
It here is tried and purified,
Then hath in Heaven its perfect rest:
It soweth here with toil and care,
But the harvest time of Love is there.

Robert Southey . 1774-1843

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Poetry of Southey

Robert Southey
born 1774, died 1843

Poems

For A Tablet At Penshurst
My Days Among The Dead Are Past
Epitaph On King John
Epitaph On Algernon Sidney
The Battle Of Blenheim
Love

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