Tuesday, February 10, 2009

In Every Possessing

In every possessing,
The ravishing blessing,
In every possessing the fruit of our pain,
Poor lovers forget long ages of anguish,
Whate'er they have suffered and done to obtain;
'Tis a pleasure, a pleasure to sigh and to languish,
When we hope, when we hope to be happy again.

Excerpt from "Can life be a blessing" by John Henry Dryden
Painting, "Le Printemps" by Pierre-Auguste Cot


  1. Languish is only interesting as long as we know that there will be an end, that it has been judged necessary....

  2. This is so beautiful... Have a nice day dear Charli.