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And wilt thou have me fashion into speech
The love I bear thee, finding words enough,
And hold the torch out, while the winds are rough,
Between our faces, to cast light on each?--
I drop at thy feet. I cannot teach
My hand to hold my spirit so far off
From myself--me--that I should bring thee proof
In words, of love hid in me out of reach.
Nay, let the silence of my womanhood
Commend my woman-love to thy belief,--
Seeing that I stand unwon, however wooed,
And rend the garment of my life, in brief,
By a most dauntless, voiceless fortitude,
Lest one touch of this heart convey its grief.*****
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Now you will feel no rain,
For each of you will be shelter to the other.
Now you will feel no cold,
For each of you will be warmth to the other.
Now there is no more loneliness,
For each of you will be companion to the other.
Now you are two bodies,
But there is only one life before you.
Go now to your dwelling place
To enter into the days of your togetherness
And may your days be good and long upon the earth. ************************************************

WHEN we two parted In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted, To sever for years,
Pale grew thy cheek and cold, 5
Colder thy kiss;
Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this!
The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow; 10
It felt like the warning Of what I feel now.
Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy fame:
I hear thy name spoken 15
And share in its shame.




They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear;
A shudder comes o'er me— Why wert thou so dear? 20
They know not I knew thee Who knew thee too well:
Long, long shall I rue thee, Too deeply to tell.




In secret we met: 25
In silence I grieve
That thy heart could forget, Thy spirit deceive.
If I should meet thee After long years, 30
How should I greet thee?— With silence and tears.**************************************************SWEETHEART, do not love too long:
I loved long and long,
And grew to be out of fashion
Like an old song.
All through the years of our youth
Neither could have known
Their own thought from the other's,
We were so much at one.
But O, in a minute she changed -
O do not love too long,
Or you will grow out of fashion
Like an old song.*******************************************************************************
SWEETEST love, I do not go, For weariness of thee,
Nor in hope the world can show A fitter love for me ; But since that I
At the last must part, 'tis best,
Thus to use myself in jest By feigned deaths to die....
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No longer mourn for me when I am dead
Then you shall hear the surly sullen bell
Give warning to the world that I am fled
From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell:
Nay, if you read this line, remember not
The hand that writ it; for I love you so
That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot
If thinking on me then should make you woe.
O, if, I say, you look upon this verse
When I perhaps compounded am with clay,
Do not so much as my poor name rehearse.
But let your love even with my life decay,
Lest the wise world should look into your moan
And mock you with me after I am gone...
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You loved me for a little,
Who could not love me long'
You gave me wings of gladness
And lent my spirit song.

You loved me for an hour
But only with your eyes;
Your lips I could not capture
By storm or by surprise.
******************************************* for my lost beloved DMRRD
If you but knew
How all my days seemed
filled with dreams of you
How sometimes in the silent night
Your eyes thrill through me
with their tender light,
How you, 'mid other forms I seek-
Oh, love more real than though
such dreams were true
If you but knew.

Could you but guess
How you alone make all my happiness,
How I am more willing for your sake
To stand alone, give all and nothing take,
Nor chafe to think me bound while you are free
Quite free , till death, to love you silently,
Could you but guess.

Could you but learn
How when you doubt my truth I sadly yearn
To tell you all, to stand for one brief space
Unfettered, soul to soul, as face to face,
To crown you king, My king, till life shall end,
My lover and likewise my truest friend,
Would you love me, dearest, as fondly in return,
Could you but learn?

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