Tuesday, 13 October 2015

28.) The Harmless Take The Harmful And Sing...




             The harmless take the harmful, and sing:
The weak take the strong, and laugh.
This laverock looks up, and you win its life –   
Before ever there was my will, it was yours!             
Your every claim upon me, my delight –
Before the beginning, my desire your own!
All lined in down, and lightly feathered:   
My heart upon your heart its fittest nest –
Your sharpest knife the love that pares away
My flightless feathers, and gives them lift.



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