Robert Laurence Binyon

(1869-1943 / England)

Beauty - Poem by Robert Laurence Binyon

I think of a flower that no eye ever has seen,
That springs in a solitary air.
Is it no one's joy? It is beautiful as a queen
Without a kingdom's care.

We have built houses for Beauty, and costly shrines,
And a throne in all men's view:
But she was far on a hill where the morning shines
And her steps were lost in the dew.


Comments about Beauty by Robert Laurence Binyon

  • Fabrizio Frosini (5/12/2016 11:03:00 AM)


    in Italian:
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    'Bellezza'


    Penso ad un fiore che nessun occhio ha visto mai,
    Che nasce in una solitaria atmosfera.
    È la gioia di nessuno? È bello come una regina
    Che non abbia interesse ad alcun regno.

    Abbiamo costruito case alla Bellezza, e costosi santuari,
    Ed un trono nella visione di ogni uomo:
    Ma lei era lontana, su una collina dove la mattina splende
    Ed i suoi passi si sono persi nella rugiada.
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 31, 2010



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