Sweet as sweetest Grecian honey will my song be when I sing, O Beloved, in the season of the Spring! Ruben Dario More Quotes by Ruben Dario More Quotes From Ruben Dario You are a Universe of Universes And your Soul a source of Songs. Ruben Dario songinspirationallove The tree is happy because it is scarcely sentient; Ruben Dario rockspaintree Poetry will exist as long as there is a problem of life and death Ruben Dario life-and-deathproblemlong The America of Moctezuma and Atahualpa,the aromatic America of Columbus,Catholic America, Spanish America,the America where noble Cuauhtémoc said: "I am not on a bed of roses"-our America trembling with hurricanes, trembling with Love: O men with Saxon eyes and barbarous souls, our America lives. And dreams. And loves. And it is the daughter of the Sun. Be careful. Ruben Dario daughtereyedream I seek a form that my style cannot discover,a bud of thought that wants to be a rose. Ruben Dario budstylerose The treacheries of ambition never cease. Ruben Dario treacheryceaseambition Pity for him who one day looks uponhis inward sphinx and questions it. He is lost. Ruben Dario sphinxinwardone-day
