„Усвоив с младенчества, что красота — это женская власть, разум принимает форму тела и, блуждая по своей позолоченной клетке, пытается лишь украсить свою тюрьму.“
A Day! Help! Help! Another Day!
Your prayers, oh Passer by!
From such a common ball as this
Might date a Victory!
From marshallings as simple
The flags of nations swang.
Steady—my soul: What issues
Upon thine arrow hang!
Some ladies love the jewels in Love's zone,
And gold-tipped darts he hath for painless play
In idle scornful hours he flings away;
And some that listen to his lute's soft tone
Do love to vaunt the silver praise their own;
Some prize his blindfold sight; and there be they
Who kissed his wings which brought him yesterday
And thank his wings to-day that he is flown.
My lady only loves the heart of Love:
Therefore Love's heart, my lady, hath for thee
His bower of unimagined flower and tree:
There kneels he now, and all-anhungered of
Thine eyes grey-lit in shadowing hair above,
Seals with thy mouth his immortality
сонет читает ирландский актёр Эйдан Тёрнер в гриме для роли Данте Габриеля Россетти в мини-сериале "Отчаянные романтики" (Desperate Romantics)
