Ice and Fire

Edmund Spenser 1552-1599 My love is like to ice, and I to fire: How comes it then that this her cold so great Is not dissolved through my so hot desire, But harder grows the more I her entreat? Or how comes it that my exceeding heat Is not allayed by her heart-frozen cold, ButContinue reading “Ice and Fire”

The Prisoner

by Emil Brontë Still let my tyrants know, I am not doom’d to wear Year after year in gloom and desolate despair; A messenger of Hope comes every night to me, And offers for short life, eternal liberty. He comes with Western winds, with evening’s wandering airs, With that clear dusk of heaven that bringsContinue reading “The Prisoner”

Love and the Gentle Heart

by Dante Alighieri 1265-1331 Love and the gentle heart are one thing, just as the poet says in his verse, each and the other one as well divorced as reason from the mind’s reasoning. Nature creates love, and then creates love king, and makes the heart a palace where he’ll stay, perhaps a shorter orContinue reading “Love and the Gentle Heart”