If we must cheat ourselves with any dream,
Then let it be a dream of nobleness:
Since it is necessary to express
Gall from black grapes--to sew an endless seam
With a rusty needle--chase a spurious gleam
Narrowing to the nothing through the less--
Since life's no better than a bitter guess,
And love's a stranger--let us change the theme.
Let us at least pretend--it may be true--
That we can close our lips on poisonous
Dark wine diluted by the Stygean wave;
And let me dream sublimity in you,
And courage, liberal for the two of us:
Let us at least pretend we can be brave.
Nadir
Elinor Morton Wylie
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Poem topics: I love you, brave, change, courage, dark, life, express, stranger, true, endless, bitter, black, guess, chase, love, I miss you, pretend, dream, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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