Arthur Symons

(28 February 1865 – 22 January 1945 / Milford Havens, Wales)

Arthur Symons Poems

1. Bohemian Folk-Song 3/20/2012
2. Degrees Of Love 3/20/2012
3. To a Grey Dress 10/29/2015
4. Madrigal 3/20/2012
5. Of Charity 3/20/2012
6. O Flame Of Living Love 3/20/2012
7. Old Age 3/20/2012
8. On The Doorstep 3/20/2012
9. On The Stage 3/20/2012
10. Renée 3/20/2012
11. Rosa Flammea 3/20/2012
12. Rubies 3/20/2012
13. Serata Di Fiesta 3/20/2012
14. To Muriel: At The Opera 3/20/2012
15. The Unloved 3/20/2012
16. Variations Upon Love 3/20/2012
17. Flora Of The Eden: Antwerp 3/20/2012
18. Fête Champêtre 3/20/2012
19. Hands 3/20/2012
20. Hesterna Rosa 3/20/2012
21. Laus Mortis 3/20/2012
22. Laus Virginitatis 3/20/2012
23. Lillian 3/20/2012
24. Declaration 3/20/2012
25. De Profundis Clemadi 3/20/2012
26. The Beggars 3/20/2012
27. Benedictine 3/20/2012
28. Love In Autumn 3/20/2012
29. Love's Paradox 3/20/2012
30. Love's Secret 3/20/2012
31. Leves Amores 3/20/2012
32. In The Temple 3/20/2012
33. In The Vale Of Llangollen 3/20/2012
34. Veneta Marina 3/20/2012
35. Soror Tua 3/20/2012
36. Satiety 3/20/2012
37. Opals 3/20/2012
38. The Price 3/20/2012
39. Margery Of The Fens 3/20/2012
40. Magnificat 3/20/2012
Best Poem of Arthur Symons

Amends To Nature

I have loved colours, and not flowers;
Their motion, not the swallows wings;
And wasted more than half my hours
Without the comradeship of things.

How is it, now, that I can see,
With love and wonder and delight,
The children of the hedge and tree,
The little lords of day and night?

How is it that I see the roads,
No longer with usurping eyes,
A twilight meeting-place for toads,
A mid-day mart for butterflies?

I feel, in every midge that hums,
Life, fugitive and infinite,
And suddenly the world becomes
A part of me and I of ...

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Love And Sleep

I have laid sorrow to sleep;
Love sleeps.
She who oft made me weep
Now weeps.

I loved, and have forgot,
And yet
Love tells me she will not
Forget.

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