One moment take thy rest
One moment take thy rest.
Out of mere nought in space
Beauty moved human breast
To tell in this far face
A dream in noonday seen.
Never to fade or pass;
A breath-time's mute delight;
A joy in flight:
The aught desire doth mean
Sighing, Alas!
poem by Walter de la Mare
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
