The Poetry Corner

Satiety

By Richard Le Gallienne

The heart of the rose - how sweet Its fragrance to drain, Till the greedy brain Reels and grows faint With the garnered scent, Reels as a dream on its silver feet. Sweet thus to drain - then to sleep: For, beware how you stay Till the joy pass away, And the jaded brain Seeketh fragrance in vain, And hates what it may not reap.