“Ah, when to the heart of man
Was it ever less than a treason
To go with the drift of things,
To yield with a grace to reason,
And bow and accept the end
Of a love or a season?”
    
    
    
    
        
        
        
            
            
        
        
        
        
        
        
            "Reluctance", st. 4 (1913) 
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                                        Source: The Shoes of Happiness, and Other Poems (1913), The Crowning Hour, II 
Context: p>If this is a dream, then perhaps our dreaming
Can touch life's height to a finer fire:
Who knows but the heavens and all their seeming
Were made by the heart's desire?One thing shines clear in the heart's sweet reason,
One lightning over the chasm runs —
That to turn from love is the world's one treason
That darkens all the suns.</p
                                    
 
                            
                        
                        
                        
                                
                                    “yes is a pleasant country…
love is a deeper season
than reason”
                                
                                
                                
                                
                            
                                        
                                        Source: 1 x 1 (1944), XXXVIII 
Source: Selected Poems
                                    
"The Wanderer" from Eden's Island (1960)
Source: "English and the Discipline of Ideas" (1920), p. 67
 
                            
                        
                        
                        
                                        
                                        Là corre il mondo, ove più versi
Di sue dolcezze il lusinghier Parnaso;
E che 'l vero condito in molli versi,
I più schivi allettando ha persuaso. 
Canto I, stanza 3 (tr. Anthony Esolen) 
Gerusalemme Liberata (1581)
                                    
 
        
     
                             
                             
                            