Love can take what shape he pleases; and when once begun his fiery inroad in the soul, how vain the after knowledge which his presence gives! We weep or rave; but still he lives, and lives master and lord, amidst pride and tears and pain.
Bryan ProcterSo mightiest powers buy deepest calms are fed, And sleep, how oft, in things that gentlest be!
Bryan ProcterI said that I loved the wise proverb, Brief, simple and deep; For it I'd exchange the great poem That sends us to sleep.
Bryan Procter