Love
The Blossom of the Soul
From An American Anthology (1900)
Love
Thou half-unfolded flower
With fragrance-laden heart,
What is the secret power
That doth thy petals part?
What gave thee most thy hue—
The sunshine or the dew?
Thou wonder-wakened soul!
As Dawn doth steal on Night,
On thee soft Love hath stole.
Thine eye, that blooms with light,
What makes its charm so new—
Its sunshine, or its dew?
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MLA
Johnson, Robert Underwood. “The Blossom of the Soul.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/johnson_ru/6/.
Chicago
Johnson, Robert Underwood. “The Blossom of the Soul.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/johnson_ru/6/.
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