Her beauty is the bourne thought cannot pass;
And the angel of the heart's intelligence,
Young Love, might deem that boundary infinite,
So he within the glamour of her eyes,
As in some ether too thin to be weighed,
Might breathe for ever.

(C) Robert Crawford
03/05/2017


Best Poems of Robert Crawford

• Lethe.
• Death.
• Song #2.
• The Bush Aboon Traquair
• Sea-weeds.
• Women.
• Work.
• Ever And Only.
• Jove.
• Evening.
• Beauty.
• Song
• Echo.
• Love #3.
• Egoism.
• Song #11.
• The Glove Of The Live Lady.
• Old-fashioned Child.
• Thought.
• Song #14.