Sunday, 28 July 2013
Day 373: Golden Close of Love
This is the time of year for weddings. Somehow the height of summer fits well the heights of love.
Here is a most gorgeous wedding poem I think, from Tennyson. In it he describes marriage as 'the golden close of love', a treasure, a gift. And love, as a light. Much like the sun. Great enough to 'flash for a million miles', great enough to last and light forever, like love.
Marriage Morning - Alfred Lord Tennyson
Light, so low upon earth,
You send a flash to the sun.
Here is the golden close of love,
All my wooing is done.
Oh, the woods and the meadows,
Woods where we hid from the wet,
Stiles where we stay'd to be kind,
Meadows in which we met!
Light, so low in the vale
You flash and lighten afar,
For this is the golden morning of love,
And you are his morning start.
Flash, I am coming, I come,
By meadow and stile and wood,
Oh, lighten into my eyes and heart,
Into my heart and my blood!
Heart, are you great enough
For a love that never tires?
O heart, are you great enough for love?
I have heard of thorns and briers,
Over the meadow and stiles,
Over the world to the end of it
Flash for a million miles.