He came from her, and though rough and uncouth, <br />It seemed her tenderness breathed out of him <br />As he re-worded her sweet sentences. <br />Even as a stony place, clothed with sweet flowers, <br />Seems itself to breathe perfume, and to be <br />Instinct with tenderness, so, fresh from her, <br />The roughness of his quality was charmed: <br />Love makes those lovable that deal with him.<br /><br />Robert Crawford<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-s-messengers/
