A soft temperance smile brakes
From the bars of the raging sea;
Where wave on salt corrosive wave
Once purged loves sweetest melody.
But age and faith are truer friends
Than youth in all her guise;
That's why lover's can allure, amends
From all their cold deceits
Because the greyer the storm light folds
The deeper and brighter love burns
In her autumn coals
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jennifer | June 26, 2008 - 11:04
Imagery superb, especially the last three lines:
'Because the greyer the storm light folds
The deeper and brighter love burns
In her autumn coals'
However, I think 'temperance' is a noun, which you are misusing as an adjective. Should it be 'temperant'? Not sure whether that's correct, no OED to hand.
Anyone?