LOVE IS LOVE
The lowest trees have tops, the ant her gall,
The fly her spleen, the little spark his heat:
The slender hairs cast shadows, though but small,
And bees have stings, although they be not great;
Seas have their source, and so have shallow springs;
And love is love, in beggars and in kings.
Where waters smoothest run, there deepest are the fords,
The dial stirs, yet none perceives it move;
The firmest faith is found in fewest words,
The turtles do not sing, and yet they love;
True hearts have ears and eyes, no tongues to speak;
They hear and see, and sigh, and then they break.
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Sir Edward Dyer (c1543-1607)
Diplomat, poet and friend to Sir Philip Sidney (see next post below),
Sir Edward Dyer was one of John Betjeman's favourite poets.
Love is love is one of my favourite poems - thank you for reminding me of it. Much as I like modern poetry my heart is fixed in the metaphysical era I'm afraid.
ReplyDeleteI had never read this poem before today and it's beautiful. I love all that you share with us. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteLove is love, is love, is love,is love - What more need be said?
ReplyDeleteyes all you share Gwilym
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also meant to say the art gallery I love
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Could you contact me, Jim Bennett at info@poetrykit.org please. Jim
ReplyDeleteThanks for all the love-is-love-ly comments. Have today sent you an e-mail Jim.
ReplyDeletebeautiful composition
ReplyDeleteBeautifully set to music by Dyer's contemporary, the lutenist John Dowland.
ReplyDeletestpetric, thanks for mentioning Dowland; now there's music!
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