Let me, calm face, remain <br />For ever in these sweet sequestered nooks, <br />Remote from pain, <br />Where leafy laurustinus overlooks <br />The blue abounding main. <br /> <br />Ne'er will I crave, I vow, <br />Your loveliness despite, that we may stand <br />More nigh than now; <br />You, with the fresh-plucked roses in your hand, <br />And I with inclined brow. <br /> <br />With air, and sea, and sky, <br />And penetrative music on the beach, <br />All that is high, <br />And far, and holy, and beyond our reach, <br />I you identify. <br /> <br />Then, lady, let me stay, <br />Here where no storm nor surge of discontent <br />Can find its way; <br />Hearkening your holy admonitions, blent <br />With murmurs from the bay.<br /><br />Alfred Austin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/madonna-3/
