}
};






What does youth know of love?
Little enough, I trow!
He plucks the myrtle for his brow,
For his forehead the rose.
Nay, but of love
It is not youth who knows.

(C) Amy Levy
03/15/2017


Best Poems of Amy Levy

• Out Of Town
• Oh, Is It Love?
• Ballade Of A Special Edition
• In September
• The First Extra
• A March Day In London
• London In July
• In A Minor Key
• In The Night
• To E.
• The Last Judgment
• A Dirge
• New Love, New Life
• The Dream
• Sonnet
• Borderland
• At Dawn
• June
• Captivity
• To Sylvia
• Last Words