Today’s Poem ~ Love’s Reality

Love’s Reality

Coventry Patmore

 I walk.

I trust, with open eyes;

I’ve travelled half my worldly course;

And in the way behind me lies

Much vanity and some remorse;

I’ve lived to feel how pride may part

Spirits, tho’ matched like hand and glove;

I’ve blushed for love’s abode, the heart;

But have not disbelieved in love;

Nor unto love, sole mortal thing

Or worth immortal, done the wrongT

o count it, with the rest that sing,

Unworthy of a serious song;

And love is my reward: for now,

When most of dead’ning time complain,

The myrtle blooms upon my brow,

Its odour quickens all my brain.