All The Words In All The World Poem by Richard Le Gallienne

All The Words In All The World



All the flowers cannot weave
A garland worthy of your hair,
Not a bird in the four winds
Can sing of you that is so fair.

Only the spheres can sing of you;
Some planet in celestial space,
Hallowed and lonely in the dawn,
Shall sing the poem of your face.

Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: planet,flowers,hair,lonely
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