I marked all kindred Powers the heart finds fair:— <br />Truth, with awed lips; and Hope, with eyes upcast; <br />And Fame, whose loud wings fan the ashen Past <br />To signal-fires, Oblivion's flight to scare; <br />And Youth, with still some single golden hair <br />Unto his shoulder clinging, since the last <br />Embrace wherein two sweet arms held him fast; <br />And Life, still wreathing flowers for Death to wear. <br />Love's throne was not with these; but far above <br />All passionate wind of welcome and farewell <br />He sat in breathless bowers they dream not of; <br />Though Truth foreknow Love's heart, and Hope foretell, <br />And Fame be for Love's sake desirable, <br />And Youth be dear, and Life be sweet to Love.<br /><br />Dante Gabriel Rossetti<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-i-love-enthroned/
