TO THE UNKNOWN LOVE
A DAY ago, quite suddenly,
Hell opened all its gulf to me,
I could not tell what I must do,
And so I tried to think of you,
And hoped that I might see your eyes
Just for a moment, and be wise.
But you were looking far away
Upon a green and crimson spray,
The rose-tree flung across your way.
And with the perfect sight of you
The blossom took a braver hue,
And sucked your wisdom like the dew,
Your beauty like a summer shower.
Never before was any flower
So fair and wise as was this rose
With seeing you.
With seeing you. And yet, who knows,
Hell opened all its gulf to me,
I could not tell what I must do,
And so I tried to think of you,
And hoped that I might see your eyes
Just for a moment, and be wise.
But you were looking far away
Upon a green and crimson spray,
The rose-tree flung across your way.
And with the perfect sight of you
The blossom took a braver hue,
And sucked your wisdom like the dew,
Your beauty like a summer shower.
Never before was any flower
So fair and wise as was this rose
With seeing you.
With seeing you. And yet, who knows,
