Richard Wilbur - Love Quotes

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What can I do but move From folly to defeat, And call that sorrow sweet That teaches us to see The final face of love In what we cannot be?

Richard Wilbur

The soul descends once more in bitter love
To accept the waking body

Richard Wilbur

Try to remember this: what you project
Is what you will perceive; what you perceive
With any passion, be it love or terror,
May take on whims and powers of its own.
Therefore a numb and grudging circumspection
Will serve you best — unless you overdo it,
Watching your step too narrowly, refusing
To specify a world, shrinking your purview
To a tight vision of your inching shoes,
Which may, as soon as you come to think, be crossing
An unseen gorge upon a rotten trestle.

Richard Wilbur

Love is the greatest mercy,
A volley of the sun
That lashes all with shade.

Richard Wilbur

Ask us, prophet, how we shall call
Our natures forth when that live tongue is all
Dispelled, that glass obscured or broken
In which we have said the rose of our love and the clean
Horse of our courage, in which beheld The singing locust of the soul unshelled,
And all we mean or wish to mean.

Richard Wilbur

Whatever pains disease may bring Are but the tangy seasoning To Loves delicious fare.

Richard Wilbur