Love is winged for two, <br />In the worst he weathers, <br />When their hearts are tied; <br />But if they divide, <br />O too true! <br />Cracks a globe, and feathers, feathers, <br />Feathers all the ground bestrew. <br /> <br />I was breast of morning sea, <br />Rosy plume on forest dun, <br />I the laugh in rainy fleeces, <br />While with me <br />She made one. <br />Now must we pick up our pieces, <br />For that then so winged were we.<br /><br />George Meredith<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-is-winged-for-two/
