Sunday Poem: William Morris – Love is enough

William Morris. 1834–1896
  
Love is enough
  
LOVE is enough: though the World be a-waning,  
And the woods have no voice but the voice of complaining,  
  Though the sky be too dark for dim eyes to discover  
The gold-cups and daisies fair blooming thereunder,  
Though the hills be held shadows, and the sea a dark wonder,          5
  And this day draw a veil over all deeds pass’d over,  
Yet their hands shall not tremble, their feet shall not falter;  
The void shall not weary, the fear shall not alter  
  These lips and these eyes of the loved and the lover.
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