Robert Laurence Binyon

(1869-1943 / England)

O Crudelis Amor! - Poem by Robert Laurence Binyon

It was Spring, the sweet Spring, when first I met with Love.
Suddenly I raised my eyes; and he stood there.
He was so beautiful, I could not look elsewhere.
For joy I could not speak; I gazed but could not move;
But all my body trembled, as he spoke and stole,
With his voice's wonder, my surrendered soul.
Ah, why was there none nigh, to whisper me, Beware?


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 1, 2010



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