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"My heart shall be thy garden. Come, my own,  Into thy garden; thine be happy hours Among my fairest thoughts, my tallest flowers,  From root to crowning petal thine alone."
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Alice Meynell"[N]o mirror keeps its glances."
Alice Christiana Gertrude Meynell was a British writer, editor, critic, and suffragist, now remembered mainly as a poet. She was considered for the position of Poet Laureate of the United Kingdom twice, first in 1892 on the death of Alfred, Lord Tennyson, and later in 1913 on the death of Alfred Austin, but was never appointed to the position.
"My heart shall be thy garden. Come, my own,  Into thy garden; thine be happy hours Among my fairest thoughts, my tallest flowers,  From root to crowning petal thine alone."
"Thou art like silence unperplexed,  A secret and a mystery Between one footfall and the next."
"Rome in the ages, dimmed with all her towers, Floats in the midst, a little cloud at tether."
"Red has been praised for its nobility as the colour of life. But the true colour of life is not red. Red is the colour of violence, or of life broken open, edited, and published. Or if red is indeed the colour of life, it is so only on condition that it is not seen. Once fully visible, red is the colour of life violated, and in the act of betrayal and of waste."
"[R]ight language enlarges the soul as no other power or influence may do."
"Slight as thou art, thou art enough to hide, Like all created things, secrets from me, And stand a barrier to eternity."