A Woman To Her Poet

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Title:     A Woman To Her Poet
Author: Laurence Alma-Tadema [More Titles by Alma-Tadema]

In three worlds King art thou of my desire,
O thou of many crowns! whose brow, birth-bound
With light, wears wisdom's diadem. Thou lyre
Of the speechless soul, in silence triple-crowned!
My love's proud empire smiles to know thee King;
And in the realms of Womanhood I wind
A coronet of Faith, a blood-rose ring
With azure chain of sapphire intertwined;
And where the mind's pure kingdom is, I seek
Bright crystals, pearls of Truth divine and rare
To honour thee; but on the aërial peak
That marks the Soul's eternal region--there
Thou thronest Monarch of a world serene,
Crowned with the emerald's unfathomed green.

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Laurence Alma-Tadema's poem: Woman To Her Poet

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