(With Mr. Dicksee's Picture)
Take 'this of Juliet and her Romeo,'
Dear Heart of mine, for though yon budding sky
Yearns o'er Verona, and so long ago
That kiss was kissed; yet surely Thou and I,
Surely it is, whom morning tears apart,
As ruthless men tear tendrilled ivy down:
Is not Verona warm within thy gown,
And Mantua all the world save where thou art?
O happy grace of lovers of old time,
Living to love like gods, and dead to live
Symbols and saints for us who follow them;
Even bitter Death must sweets to lovers give:
See how they wear their tears for diadem,
Throned on the star of an unshaken rhyme.
Juliet And Her Romeo
Richard Le Gallienne
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Poem topics: death, happy, heart, kiss, sky, star, time, world, dear, long, tear, morning, romeo, picture, bitter, warm, live, follow, save, rhyme, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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