Love
Met Once More
From English Poems (1895)
Love
O Lady, I have looked on thee once more,
Thou too hast looked on me, as thou hadst said,
And though the joy was pain, the pain was bliss,
Bliss that more happy lovers well may miss:
Captives feast richly on a little bread,
So are we very rich who are so poor.
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Gallienne, Richard Le. “Met Once More.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/legallienne/18/.
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Gallienne, Richard Le. “Met Once More.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/legallienne/18/.
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