Ecstasy
Not less than this, beloved, This beaming, highmost ray That sweeps in royal splendor Across our perfect day.
Not less than this,—far rather That we should say “adieu,” With every rose in Eden Abloom for me and you.
Georgia Douglas Johnson
Not less than this, beloved, This beaming, highmost ray That sweeps in royal splendor Across our perfect day.
Not less than this,—far rather That we should say “adieu,” With every rose in Eden Abloom for me and you.
The speaker addresses a beloved with a bold demand: their love must stay at the very height—a blazing, almost royal light sweeping across a flawless day. She is not willing to settle for anything dimmer.
Leer el resumen completo