Page:Poems and lyrics of the joy of earth.djvu/120

Rh O the rosy light! it fleets. Dearer dying than all sweets. That is life: it waves and goes Solely in that cherished Rose Palpitates, or else 'tis death. Call it love with all thy breath. Love! it lingers: Love! it nears: Love! O Love! the Rose appears, Blushful, magic, reddening air. Now the choice is on thee: dare! Mortal seems the touch, but makes Immortal the hand that takes. Feel what sea within thee shames Of its force all other claims, Drowns them. Clasp! the world will be Heavenly Rose to swelling sea.