Love
To a Welsh Air. "Codiad yr Hydod."
From The Poetical Works of Reginald Heber (Lansdowne Poets)
Love
Why that neck of marble whiteness,
Why that hair of sunny brightness,
Form of perfect mould;
Why those fringed eyelids screening
Lights of love and liquid meaning,
While the heart is cold?
Shame on her whose pride or malice
With a lover's anguish dallies.
Scorn our scattered reason rallies;
Thou shalt mourn thy tyrant sallies
Ere that thou art old — young Alice,
Ere that thou art old!
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MLA
Heber, Reginald. “To a Welsh Air. "Codiad yr Hydod.".” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/heber/87/.
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Heber, Reginald. “To a Welsh Air. "Codiad yr Hydod.".” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/heber/87/.
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