Modern Love XLVIII: Their Sense (George Meredith Poems)
Their sense is with their senses all mixed in, Destroyed by subleties these women are! More brain, O Lord, more ...
Their sense is with their senses all mixed in, Destroyed by subleties these women are! More brain, O Lord, more ...
In our old shipwrecked days there was an hour, When in the firelight steadily aglow, Joined slackly, we beheld the ...
The misery is greater, as I live! To know her flesh so pure, so keen her sense, That she does ...
I must be flattered. The imperious Desire speaks out. Lady, I am content To play with you the game of ...
This golden head has wit in it. I live Again, and a far higher life, near her. Some women like ...
Full faith I have she holds that rarest gift To beauty, Common Sense. To see her lie With her fair ...
Madam would speak with me. So, now it comes: The Deluge or else Fire! She's well, she thanks My husbandship. ...
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