Here you will find the Poem On Love And Beauty: I: To A Promessa Sposa of poet Sydney Thompson Dobell
Look on this flower, which, from its little tree Of bodily stem and branches and leaves green, Leans lovelier, being toucht, and smelt, and seen A Rose, a Rose, a Rose! and, though thy three Senses praise it triply unto thee, And all their parlous difference intervene, Yet unto thee, who knowest what they mean, Thee who art one, and hast been, and shalt be, Is one as thou; one Rose, one beauteous Rose, One rosy Beauty. Who shall reason why The slow stem, on a sudden season, shows It can be worm unto this butterfly? We know but this, that when yon ecstasy Transfigures the green tree, its time of fruit is nigh.
