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Poem
November 10, 1887
Hand County Press
Miller, Hand County, South Dakota
What is this article about?
Poetic excerpt from H. Rider Haggard's 'She' likening love to a rare desert flower that blooms once and dies, a fixed star amid wandering, and the sole hope in despairing night, emphasizing its divine beauty and uniqueness.
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A Popular Novelist on 'Love.'
Love is like a flower in the desert. It is like the aloe of Arabia that blooms but once and dies; it blooms in the salt emptiness of life, and the brightness of its beauty is set upon the waste as a star set upon the storm. It hath the sun above it that is the spirit, and about it blows the air of its own divinity. At the echoing of a step Love blooms. I say; I say Love blooms and bends her beauty down to him who passeth by. He plucketh it, yea, he plucketh the red cup that is full of honey and beareth it away-away across the desert-away till the flower be withered-away till the desert be done. There is only one perfect flower in the wilderness of life. That flower is Love. There is only one fixed star in the midst of our wandering. That star is Love. There is only one hope in our despairing night. That hope is Love. All else is false. All else is shadow moving upon water. All else is wind and vanity. Who shall say what is the weight or the measure of Love? It is born of the flesh, it dwelleth in the spirit. From each does it draw its comfort. For beauty it is as a star. Many are its shapes but all are beautiful; and none know where the star rose, or the horizon where it shall set. -H. Rider Haggard in 'She.'
Love is like a flower in the desert. It is like the aloe of Arabia that blooms but once and dies; it blooms in the salt emptiness of life, and the brightness of its beauty is set upon the waste as a star set upon the storm. It hath the sun above it that is the spirit, and about it blows the air of its own divinity. At the echoing of a step Love blooms. I say; I say Love blooms and bends her beauty down to him who passeth by. He plucketh it, yea, he plucketh the red cup that is full of honey and beareth it away-away across the desert-away till the flower be withered-away till the desert be done. There is only one perfect flower in the wilderness of life. That flower is Love. There is only one fixed star in the midst of our wandering. That star is Love. There is only one hope in our despairing night. That hope is Love. All else is false. All else is shadow moving upon water. All else is wind and vanity. Who shall say what is the weight or the measure of Love? It is born of the flesh, it dwelleth in the spirit. From each does it draw its comfort. For beauty it is as a star. Many are its shapes but all are beautiful; and none know where the star rose, or the horizon where it shall set. -H. Rider Haggard in 'She.'
What sub-type of article is it?
Ode
What themes does it cover?
Love Courtship
What keywords are associated?
Love Metaphor
Flower Desert
Fixed Star
H Rider Haggard
She Novel
What entities or persons were involved?
H. Rider Haggard In 'She.'
Poem Details
Title
A Popular Novelist On 'Love.'
Author
H. Rider Haggard In 'She.'
Subject
On Love
Key Lines
Love Is Like A Flower In The Desert.
There Is Only One Perfect Flower In The Wilderness Of Life. That Flower Is Love.
There Is Only One Fixed Star In The Midst Of Our Wandering. That Star Is Love.