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Footnote:
In the 1850 _Poems_ there are *43* ( fourty three ) sonnets.
The sonnet previously called ``Future and Past'', which appeared
divorced from _Sonnets from the Portuguese_ in the 1850 collection,
was added to them as No. XLII ( 42 ) in 1856, bringing the number
up to *44* ( fourty four ).
Source: EBB Selected Poems, The John Hopkins University Press, 1988.
*01.EEB
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I thought once how Theocritus had sung
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Of the sweet years, the dear and wished-for years,
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Who each one in a gracious hand appears
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To bear a gift for mortals, old or young:
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And, as I mused it in his antique tongue,
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I saw, in gradual vision through my tears,
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The sweet, sad years, the melancholy years,
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Those of my own life, who by turns had flung
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A shadow across me. Straightway I was 'ware,
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So weeping, how a mystic Shape did move
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Behind me, and drew me backward by the hair;
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And a voice said in mastery, while I strove, --
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`Guess now who holds thee?' -- `Death.' I said. But, there
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The silver answer rang, -- `Not Death, but love.'
*02.EEB
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But only three in all God's universe
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Have heard this word thou hast said, -- Himself, beside
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Thee speaking, and me listening! and replied
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One of us ... _that_ was God, ... and laid the curse
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So darkly on my eyelids, as to amerce
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My sight from seeing thee, -- that if I had died,
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The death-weights, placed there, would have signified
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Less absolute exclusion. `Nay' is worse
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From God than from all others, O my friend!
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Men could not part us with their worldly jars,
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Nor the seas change us, nor the tempests bend;
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Our hands would touch for all the mountain-bars
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And, heaven being rolled between us at the end,
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We should but vow the faster for the stars.
*03.EEB
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Unlike are we, unlike, O princely Heart!
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Unlike our uses and our destinies.
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Our ministering two angels look surprise
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On one another, as they strike athwart
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Their wings in passing. Thou, bethink thee, art
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A guest for queens to social pageantries,
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With gages from a hundred brighter eyes
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Than tears even can make mine, to play thy part
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Of chief musician. What hast _thou_ to do
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With looking from the lattice-lights at me,
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A poor, tired, wandering singer, ... singing through
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The dark, and leaning up a cypress tree?
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The chrism is on thine head, -- on mine, the dew, --
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And Death must dig the level where these agree.
*04.EEB
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Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor,
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Most gracious singer of the high poems! where
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The dancers will break footing, from the care
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Of watching up thy pregnant lips for more.
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And dost thou lift this house's latch too poor
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For hand of thine? and canst thou think and bear
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To let thy music drop here unaware
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In folds of golden fulness at my door?
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Look up and see the casement broken in,
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The bats and owlets builders in the roof!
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My cricket chirps against thy mandolin.
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Hush, call no echo up in further proof
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Of desolation! there's a voice within
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That weeps ... as thou must sing ... alone, aloof.
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*05.EEB
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I lift my heavy heart up solemnly,
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As once Electra her sepulchral urn,
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And, looking in thine eyes, I overturn
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The ashes at thy feet. Behold and see
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What a great heap of grief lay hid [1] in me,
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And how the red wild sparkles dimly burn
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Through the ashen greyness. If thy foot in scorn
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Could tread them out to darkness utterly,
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It might be well perhaps. But if instead
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Thou wait beside me for the wind to blow
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The grey dust up, ... those laurels on thine head,
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O my Beloved, will not shield thee so,
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That none of all the fires shall scorch and shred
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The hair beneath. Stand further off then! go.
[1] hid = hidden
*06.EEB
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Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall stand
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Henceforward in thy shadow. Nevermore
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Alone upon the threshold of my door
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Of individual life, I shall command
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The uses of my soul, nor lift my hand
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Serenely in the sunshine as before,
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Without the sense of that which I forbore --
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Thy touch upon the palm. The widest land
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Doom takes to part us, leaves thy heart in mine
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With pulses that beat double. What I do
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And what I dream include thee, as the wine
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Must taste of its own grapes. And when I sue
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God for myself, He hears the name of thine,
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And sees within my eyes the tears of two.
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*07.EEB
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The face of all the world is changed, I think,
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Since first I heard of the footsteps of thy soul
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Move still, oh, still, beside me, as they stole
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betwixt me and the dreadful outer brink
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Of obvious death, where I, who thought to sink,
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Was caught up into love, and taught the whole
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Of life in a new rhythm. The cup of dole
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God gave for baptism, I am fain to drink,
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And praise its sweetness, Sweet, with thee anear.
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The names of a country, heaven, are changed away
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For where thou art or shalt be, there or here;
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And this ... this lute and song ... loved yesterday
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( The singing angels know ) are only dear
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Because thy name moves right in what they say.
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*08.EEB
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What can I give thee back, O liberal
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And Princely giver, who hast brought the gold
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And purple of thine heart, unstained, untold,
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And laid them on the outside of the wall
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For such as I to take or leave withal, [1]
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In unexpected largesse? am I cold,
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Ungrateful, that for these most manifold
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High gifts, I render nothing back at all?
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Not so; not cold, -- but very poor instead.
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Ask God who knows. For frequent tears have run
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The colours from my life, and left so dead
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And pale a stuff, it were not fitly done
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To give the same as pillow to thy head.
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Go further! let it serve to trample on.
[1] withal, Original meaning is 'likewise', or 'at the same time'.
Here it means 'equally', 'with free choice'.
*09.EEB
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Can it be right to give what I can give?
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To let thee sit beneath the fall of tears
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As salt as mine, and hear the sighing years
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Re-sighing on my lips renunciative
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Through those infrequent smiles which fail to live
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For all thy adjurations? O my fears,
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That this can scarce be right! We are not peers
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So to be lovers; and I own, and grieve,
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That givers of such gifts as mine are, must
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Be counted with the ungenerous. Out, alas!
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I will not soil thy purple with my dust,
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Nor breathe my poison on thy Venice-glass,
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Nor give thee any love -- which were unjust.
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Beloved, I only love thee! let it pass.
*10.EEB
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Yet, love, mere love, is beautiful indeed
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And worthy of acceptation. Fire is bright,
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Let temple burn, or flax. And equal light
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Leaps in the flame from cedar-plank or weed.
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And love is fire. And when I say at need
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_I love thee ... mark! ... _I love thee_ -- in thy sight
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I stand transfigured, glorified aright,
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With conscience of the new rays that proceed
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Out of my face toward thine. There's nothing low
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In love, when love the lowest: meanest creatures
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Who love God, God accepts while loving so.
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And what I _feel_, across the inferior features
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Of what I _am_, doth flash itself, and show
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How that great work of Love enhances Nature's.
*11.EEB
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Selected from EBB _The sonnets from the Portuguese_, No. XI
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And therefore if to love can be desert,
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I am not all unworthy. Cheeks as pale
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As these you see, and trembling knees that fail
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To bear the burden of a heavy heart. --
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This weary minstrel-life that once was girt
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To climb Aornus, and can scare avail
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to pipe now 'gainst the valley nightingale
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A melancholy music, why advert
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To these things? O belov`ed, it is plain
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I am not of thy worth nor for thy place!
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And yet, because I love thee, I obtain
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From that same love this vindicating grace,
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To live on still in love, and yet in vain, ...
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To bless thee, yet renounce thee to thy face.
*12.EEB
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Indeed this very love which is my boast,
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And which, when rising up from breast to brow,
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Doth crown me with a ruby large enow
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To draw men's eyes and prove the inner cost, ...
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This love even, all my worth, to the uttermost,
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I should not love withal, unless that thou
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Hadst set me an example, shown me how,
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When first time thine earnest eyes with mine were crossed
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And love called love. And thus, I cannot speak
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Of love even, as a good thing of my own.
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Thy soul hath snatched up mine all faint and weak
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And placed by thee on a golden throne, --
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And that I love (O soul, we must meek!)
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Is by thee only, whom I love alone.
*13.EEB
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EBB _Sonnets from the Portuguese_, No. XIII
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And wilt thou have me fashion into speech
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The love I bear thee, finding words enough,
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And hold the torch out, while the winds are rough
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Between our faces, to cast light on each? --
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I drop it thy feet. I cannot teach
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My hands to hold my spirit so far off
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From myself ... me ... that I should bring thee proof
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In words, of love hid in me out of reach.
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Nay, let the silence of my womanhood
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command my woman-love to thy belief, --
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Seeing that I stand unwon, however wooed,
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And rend the garment of my life, in brief,
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By a most dauntless, voiceless fortitude,
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Lest one touch of this heart convey its grief.
*14.EEB
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning _Sonnets from the Portuguese_, No. XIV
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If thou must love me, let it be for nought
��ֻ��Ϊ�˰��Ű��ҡ�����ô����
Except for love's sake only. Do not say
�����Ұ�����Ϊ������һЦ������ģ����
`I love her for her smile ... her look ... her way
�������������Ϊ������д�
Of speaking gently, ... for a trick of thought
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That falls in well with mine, and certes brought [certes: certainly]
�����Ҵ���������ϲ�ú��泩����
A sense of pleasant ease on such a day' --
���װ��ģ���Щ�ô������ֳܳ���
For these things in themselves, Belov`ed, may
��������䣬�����������İ���
Be changed, or change for thee, -- and love, so wrought [wrought: worked]
Ҳ�������Ƽš�Ҳ������Ϊ��
May be unwrought so. Neither love me for
��������ϧ�ظ��ҿ�����������
Thine own dear pity's wiping my cheeks dry, --
һ���˻����˿���������������
A creature might forget to weep, who bore
�������ο������ȴ���ʧ����İ���
Thy comfort long, and lose thy love thereby!
���ң���ֻ��Ϊ���ǰ������
But love for love's sake, that evermore
��������ܼ����ذ������������
Thou may'st love on, through love's eternity.
Footnote:
This sonnet is little more than a copy of the following poem
which some two and a half centuries earlier.
Love not me for comely grace,
For my pleasing eye or face,
Nor for any outward part,
No, nor for my constant heart, --
For those may fail, or turn to ill,
So thou and I shall sever:
Keep therefore a true woman's eye,
And love me still, but know not why --
So hast thou the same reason still
To doat upon me ever!
ANON.
Source: The Golden Treasury of The Best Songs and Lyrical Poems
In The English Language, Oxford University Press, 1929.
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EBB "The sonnets from the Portuguese", No. XV
�벻Ҫ����ָ���ң���������ǰ
Accuse me not, beseech thee, that I wear
¶��һ��̫�侲�����������ݣ�
Too calm and sad a face in front of thine;
����ԭ���泯��������ͬ�ķ���
For we too look two ways, and can not shine
�����յ������ղ������˵�ǰ�
With the same sunlight on our brow and hair.
�㿴���ң�����û������̤ʵ��
On me thou lookest with no doubting care,
����һֻ������ˮ������۷䣻
As on a bee shut in a crystalline, --
��Թ�����ܷ���ʥ��İ����У�
Since sorrow hath shut me safe in love's divine,
���ſ�˫������������Ŀռ䡢
And to spread wing and fly in the outer air
�Ǿ������ܵ�ʧ�ܣ��������Һ�����
Were most impossible failure, if I strove
������˺�ʧ�ܡ����������㿴��
To fail so. But I look on thee -- on thee --
�ҿ����˰����������˰��Ľ�֣�
Beholding, besides love, the end of love,
�����˼���������һƬ���ȣ�
Hearing oblivion beyond memory!
�����ǧ������֮�ϣ�������������
As one who sits and gazes from above,
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Over the rivers of the bitter sea.
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EBB "Sonnets from the Portuguese", No. XVI
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And yet, because thou overcomest so,
��Ϊ�������߹������ϵĵۻʣ�
Because thou art more noble and like a king,
���������ҵĻ֣̿������
Thou canst prevail against my fears and fling
���۹���ס�ң�ֱ���ҵ���
thy purple round me, till my heart shall grow
�����������ô�������벻��
Too close against thine heart henceforth to know
�������������ڼ¶�����������
How it shook when alone. Why, conquering
������˼�̤�ڽ��£�һ����
May prove as lordly and complete a thing
���Ϻͳ�������������������
In lifting upward, as in crushing low!
Ͷ���ı�ʿ����ս���ʽ���
And as a vanquished soldier yields his sword
������Ѫ̲�������������ˣ�
To one who lifts him from the bloody earth, --
�װ��ģ������������䣬���ϣ�
Even so, Beloved, I at last record,
�ҵĿ��ܵ���Ϊֹ���������ٻ��ң�
Here ends my strife. If _thou_ invite me forth,
�����⻰����Ҫ��������վ��
I rise above abasement at the word.
����Щ��İ��������Щ�ҵļ�ֵ��
Make thy love larger to enlarge my worth.
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EBB "Sonnets from the Portuguese", No. XVII
�ҵ�ʫ�ˣ����ϵ۵�������Ӻ��
My poet, thou canst touch on all the notes
���ռ����Dzβ�����ɣ���һ����
God set between His After and Before,
�����ָ�ⵯ������һ����
And strike up and strike off the general roar
�ʹ�����������������������ˣ�
Of the rushing worlds a melody that floats
����������ڿ�������Ȼ������
In a serene air purely. Antidotes
����͵����ɣ���һ����ҩ���Ѱ�ο
Of medicated music, answering for
����ʹ������顣�ϵ��ɸ���
Mankind's forlornest uses, thou canst pour
��һ��ְ˾�����Ը����ź��㡣
>From thence into their ears. God's will devotes
�װ��ģ����������������ţ�����
Thine to such ends, and mine to wait on thine.
��Ϊһ��ϣ���������ֵظ質������
How, Dearest, wilt thou have me for most use?
����Ļ��䡢�ܻ��������������
A hope, to sing by gladly? ... or a fine
������鵣���������������һ������
Sad memory, with thy songs to interfuse?
�����ڵ��¸質������һ����ڣ��
A shade, in which to sing ... of palm or pine?
�����ˣ������������£������ɡ�
A grave, on which to rest from singing? .. Choose.
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��������������ʮ����ʫ����ʮ����
�ҴӲ������ҵľ�����˭��
I never gave a lock of hair away
����������һ���������װ��ģ����㣻
To a man, Dearest, except this to thee,
���������£��Ұ����鿪��ָ�⣬
Which now upon my fingers thoughtfully
�����ػ�ɫ��һ���Σ���˵��������
I ring out to the full brown length and say
���°ɡ����ҵ��ഺ��һȥ���أ�
`Take it.' My day of youth went yesterday;
����һͷɢ����Ҳ�������ҽŲ�һ��
My hair no longer bounds to my foot's glee,
��ȸԾ��Ҳ����������ǣ�������
Nor plant I it from rose- or Myrtle-tree,
����õ����ҽ��ȴ����������
As girls do, any more. It only may
��һ���������ŵ�ͷ����������
Now shade on two pale cheeks the mark of tears
����������ԣ�����������������ۡ�
Taught drooping from the head that hangs aside
ԭ��Ϊ��ʬ�ļ������Ȱ�����ȥ��
Through sorrow's trick. I thought the funeral-shears
���ɲ��밮������ݵõ���ȷ�ϡ�
Would take this first, but Love is justified, --
���°ɣ��������д�ĸ������ʱ����Ů
Take it thou, ... finding pure, from all those years,
��ӡ�µ�һ�ǣ�����Щ��ʼ�ձ����Žྻ��
The kiss my mother left here when she died.
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��������������ʮ����ʫ����ʮ����
���������Ҳ���г���ó�ף�
The soul's Rialto hath its merchandize;
���Ƕ����þ���ȥ������������
I barter curl for curl upon that mart,
������ʫ�˵�ǰ���������
And from my poet's forehead to my heart
��һ����������˿����������
Receive this lock which outweighs argosies, --
ȴ�ع���Ʈ������Ǵ��ϵ�������
As purply black, as erst to Pindar's eyes
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The dim purpureal tresses gloomed athwart
б������˹���ǰ����ɫ���㷢��
The nine white Muse-brows. From this counterpart, ...
Ϊ���������Ҳ������¹�ڵ���Ӱ
The bay-crown's shade, Beloved, I surmise,
��Ȼ�����ڷ��⣭�������㿴��
Still lingers on thy curl, it is so black!
�ж�ô�ڣ��ҽ������һ�ǣ��³�
Thus, with a fillet of smooth-kissing breath,
�������Ϣ���ס������Ӱ��������
I tie the shadows safe from gliding back,
���ߣ��ְ���Ʒ�����������ĵط�����
And lay the gift where nothing hindereth,
�ҵ���ͷ��������������������ϣ�
Here on my heart, as on thy brow, to lack
���������ȣ�ֱ�����Ķ���һ����ȴ��
No natural heat till mine grows cold in death.
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��������������ʮ����ʫ���ڶ�ʮ��
�װ��ģ����װ��ģ����뵽��ǰ����
Beloved, my Beloved, when I think
һ��֮ǰ����ʱ�������˺��м䣬
That thou wast in the world a year ago,
��ȴ����һƬѩ���ж�����
What time I sat alone here in the snow
���������������µ��ټ���
And saw no footprint, heard the silence sink
Ҳ������������ȳ����������ţ�
No moment at thy voice, ... but, link by link,
��ֻ��һ����һ��������������
Went counting all my chains as if that so
��������������ôҲ�벻�������㣭��
They never could fall off at any blow
�·�˭Ҳ�������������
Struck by thy possible hand .. why, thus I drink
�����Һ���һ�����ƣ����������
Of life's great cup of wonder! Wonderful,
��ְ����Ҵ�û�о�������ͺ�ҹ
Never to feel thee thrill the day or night
��������ж��������ڿ�����
With personal act or speech, -- nor even cull
Ҳ�������㿴�ųɳ��İ��
Some prescience of thee with the blossoms white
֪̽�������Ϣ����������������
Thou sawest growing! Atheists are dull,
������ª���²�������Ļ��⣡
Who cannot guess God's presence out of sight.
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EBB ``Sonnets From the Portuguese'' No. XXI
��˵��һ�飬������˵һ�飬
Say over again, and yet once over again,
��˵���Ұ��㣡����ʹ����һ����ظ���
That thou dost love me. Though the word repeated
������������һ֧��������ĸ�������
Should seem `a cuckoo-song,' as thou dost treat it.
���Ǽ��ţ�������ɽ�����ּ䣬
Remember, never to the hill or plain,
��ɽ�Ⱥ���Ұ�У���ʹ���µĴ���
Valley and wood, without her cuckoo-strain
������ȫ����װ���١�Ҳ����������ȱ��
Comes the fresh Spring in all her green completed.
��Ҫ����ȱ�����Ǵ�����������ڡ�
Beloved, I, amid the darkness greeted
����������ô�ڰ�������ֻ����
By a doubtful spirit-voice, in that doubt's pain
���µ�������������ʹ��IJ����У�
Cry, ... `Speak once more ... thou lovest!' Who can fear
�����µ�������˵һ�飺�Ұ��㣡��˭��
Too many stars, though each in heaven shall roll, --
̫����ǣ���ʹÿ�Ŷ���̫��ת����
Too many flowers, though each shall crown the year?
��̫��Ļ�����ʹÿ�������Ŵ��⣿
Say thou dost love me, love me, love me -- toll
˵�㰮�ң��㰮�ң�һ�����������ӣ�
The silver iterance! -- only minding, Dear,
��ֻ�Ǽ�ס����������갮�ң���ĬĬ�
To love me also in silence with thy soul.
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EBB "Sonnets from the Portuguese", No. XXII
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When our two souls stan up erect and strong,
ĬĬ�أ�������棬Խ��Խ��£��
Face to face, silent, drawing nigh and nigher,
�����ŵij���ڸ�����Բ�Ķ��ˣ�
Util the lengthening wings break into fire
�ų��˻��ǡ����ϻ���ʲô���գ�
At each curved point, -- what bitter wrong
�䵽����ͷ�ϣ��������Dz�����
Can the earth do to us, that we should not long
�����ﳤ������˵�ġ������ϣ�����
Be here contented? Think. In mounting higher,
��ʹ����ͷ�ϣ�Ϊ������һƬ
The angels would press on us and aspire
��������ܵľ�Ĭ���³ɴ�
To drop some golden orb of perfect song
��ƺ�г�ĸ������װ��ģ�������
Into our deep, dear silence. Let us stay
�������ڵ��ϰɣ�����������������߭
Rather on earth, Beloved, -- where the unfit
�����������������������
Contrarious moods of men recoil away
һ�����������������������㣬
And isolate pure spirits, and permit
�����ﰮ������һ�죬���ܻ�ڵ�
A place to stand and love in for a day,
��������ͣ����������Χ��ת��
With darkness and the death-hour rounding it.
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��������������ʮ����ʫ���ڶ�ʮ����
������������������ˣ���ɻ�
Is it indeed so? If I lay here dead,
ʧ��һЩ��Ȥ������ʧȥ���ң�
Wouldst thou miss any life in losing mine?
���������㣬����������һ˿���⣬
And would the sun for thee more coldly shine
Ϊ�ų�ʪ�Ļ����Ѹ�û���ҵ�����
Because of grave-damps falling round my head?
��û�뵽��������ζ�����������
I marvelled, my Beloved, when I read
�����С�����������ģ��ɾ�����
Thy thought so in the letter. I am thine --
�����أ�����������˫��������
But ... _so_ much to thee? Can I pour thy wine
Ϊ����ƣ��ðɣ����Ҿ�����
While my hands tremble? Then my soul, instead
�����λã�������������������
Of dreams of death, resumes life's lower range.
���Ұɣ������ң���ů�����Ұɣ�
Then, love me, Love! look on me ... breathe on me!
���ٹ��㣬Ϊ�Ű���ϧ������
As brighter ladies do not count it strange,
�Ƹ������ݣ���ҲҪ�����Ƿ�Ĺ����
For love, to give up acres and degree,
Ϊ���㣻�������Ƚ����ɰ��������
I yield the grave for thy sake, and exchange
������������������ؽ�����
My near sweet view of heaven, for earth with thee!
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��������������ʮ����ʫ���ڶ�ʮ����
��������һ��ߡ���������ķ�â
Let the world's sharpness like a clasping knife
�����������أ�����ڰ����
Shut in upon itself and do no harm
�����ڡ���������ģ�������Ϊ����
In this close hand of Love, now soft and warm,
��વ�һ�������Ӻ���֮��
And let us hear no sound of human strife
���Ǿʹ���������������������
After the click of the shutting. Life to life --
�װ��ģ��ҽ������㣬����������
I lean upon thee, Dear, without alarm,
������ʲôҲ���£���ֻ���ð�ȫ��
And feel as safe as guarded by a charm
����������ı��������˵ĵ�ǹ
Against the stab of worldlings, who if rife
��ô����Ҳ�����˺�����������
Are weak to injure. Very whitely still
�����е���������Ȼ�ܿ�������
The lilies of our lives may reassure
ѩ�Ļ��䣻�ǵ��µĸ���ֻ����
Their blossoms from their roots, accessible
�콵�ĸ�¶����ɽͷ����ͦ�죬
Alone to heavenly dews that drop not fewer:
�߳���������ۡ�ֻ���ϵۣ�
Growing straight, out of man's reach, on the hill.
�������Ǹ��У����ܽ������
God only, who made us rich, can make us poor.
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��������������ʮ����ʫ���ڶ�ʮ����
�װ��ģ��긴һ�꣬�һ���һ��
A heavy heart, Beloved, have I borne
���ص��ģ�ֱ�����Ƽ��������Ӱ��
From year to year util I saw thy face,
һ������������̰����������е�
And sorrow after sorrow took the place
����������һ����������ǰ�����飬
Of all those natural joys as lightly worn
������ĵ�������һ���������Ķ�
As the stringed pearls, ... each lifted in its turn
��һ�ز�Ū��ϣ���漴ת����
By a beating heart at dance time. Hopes apace
������ʧ������ʹ�ϵ۵ĺ����
Were changed to long despairs, til God's own grace
Ҳû����������������������
Could scarcely lift above the world forlorn
����ų������ġ������㣬
My heavy heart. Then thou didst bid me bring
�㵱����������������Ͷ��
And let it drop adown thy calmly great
��ΰ������ĸ�ǰ�����������³���
Deep being! Fast it sinketh, as a thing
������������ı��ԣ�������ģ�
Which its own nature does precipitate,
���������ţ����������棬����
While thine doth close above it, mediating
�����ٵ��dz���δ�깦�����˼䡣
Betwixt the stars and the unaccomplished fate.
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��������������ʮ����ʫ���ڶ�ʮ����
�ǻ���--���������ѻ���Ů�飬
I lived with visons for my company
��������������������һ�����ҵ�
Instead of men and women, years ago,
���ܵ�֪�ѡ�����Ϊ�Ҷ�������֣�
And found them gentle mates, nor thought to know
�Ҳ����������б�������ġ�
A sweeter music than they played to me.
���ǻ������Ʈ�����ۣ��ⲻ��
But soon their trailing purple was not free
մ�������ij�����������������
Of this world's dust, -- their lutes did silent grow,
��Ъ������Ҳ����Щ�������
And myself grew faint and blind blow
������ͷ���ۻ������ǣ��װ��ģ�
Their vanishing eyes. Then THOU didst com ... to be,
������--�·����������ǡ�����
Boloved, wha they seemed. their shining fronts,
��ˮʢ����ϴ���衢ˮ��ʥ�࣬
Their songs, their splendours, ( better, yet the same,
���ǵĻԻ͵�ǰ����۵ĸ�����
As river-water hallowed into fonts )
���ۼ�����һ����ͨ������������ң�
Met in thee, and from out thee overcame
�������������㡣�ϵ۵�����
My soul with satisfaction of all wants --
���˼���Ѥ�õ��λ�ʧ������ɫ��
Because God's gifts put man's best dreams to shame.
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��������������ʮ����ʫ���ڶ�ʮ����
���ˣ����װ����ˣ�������ң�
My own Beloved, who hast lifted me
һ�������ڳ������ˣ���������
From this drear flat of earth where I was thrown,
���������������䴵����һ��
And, in betwixt the languid ringlets, blown
�����������ҵ�ǰ����������
A life-breath, till the forehead hopefully
��ҫ��ϣ��--�����е���ʹ����
Shines out again, as all the angels see,
����ѵ���Ϊ֤���װ�����ѽ��
Before thy saving kiss! My own, my own,
���������Ҹ�ǰ������������Զȥ��
Who camest to me when the world was gone,
��һ�������ϵ۵��ҡ�ȴ������㣡
And I who looked for only God, found thee!
�ҷ������㣬�Ұ�ȫ�ˣ�ǿ׳�ˣ������ˡ�
I find thee; I am safe, and strong, and glad.
��һ����վ���ڸɽ����ݵ���
As one who stands in dewless aspodel,
�ع������߹����Ŀ��յ����£�
Looks backward on the tedious time he had
��̧�����ظ������Լ���֤��
In the upper life, -- so I, with bosom-swell,
�����һ�ƺ���һ��֮�䣬����
Make witness, here, between the good and bad,
����һ��ǿ�ң�������ͬ���Ľ��ѡ�
That Love, as strong as death, retrieves as well.
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��������������ʮ����ʫ���ڶ�ʮ����
�ҵ��ţ�һ�Ѷ���������ֽ������������
My letters! all dead paper, ... mute and white!
���������������������������
And yet they seem alive and quivering
���ò��ȵ�����--���Ƿ�������
Against my tremulous hands while loose the string
�˿���������ǽ���ɢ����
And let them drop down on my knee to-night.
��ϥ�ϡ����˵�����������и����ᣬ
This said, ... he wished to have me in his sight
����Ϊ���ѣ���һ���ҡ���һ���ֶ���
Once, as a friend: this fixed a day in spring
������һ�����ӣ������ң�����
To come and touch my hand ... a simple thing,
������--ƽ�����£��ҿɿ��ˣ�
Yet I wept for it! -- this, ... the paper's light ...
���˵�����༸���֣������ף��Ұ��㣡��
Said, _Dear I love thee_; and I sank and quailed
����ȴ�ֵ̿����ϵ۵�δ���ں��
As if God's future thundered on my past.
�ҵĹ�ȥ�����˵�����������㣡����ī����
This said, _I am thine_ -- and so its ink has paled
�������Ҽ�������ͷ�����ˣ�����ɫ��
With lying at my heart that beat too fast.
����⡣��������������Դ���ʲô���
And this ... O Love, thy words have ill availed
����������¶�ģ��ҸҰ�����˵��
If, what this said, I dared repeat at last!
*29.EEB
��������������ʮ����ʫ���ڶ�ʮ����
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I think of thee! -- my thoughts do twine and bud
���������ѿ�������پ�������ľ��
About thee, as wild vines, about a tree,
�鷢���ʴ��Ҷ�꣬���������ӵ�
Put out broad leaves, and soon there's nought to see
���������ڲأ���ʲô����������
Except the straggling green which hides the wood.
�����ҵ������ѽ��������ף�
Yet, O my palm-tree, be it understood
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I will not have my thoughts instead of thee
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Who art dearer, better! Rather, instantly
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Renew thy presence. As a strong tree should,
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Rustle thy boughs and set thy trunk all bare,
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And let these bands of greenery which insphere thee,
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Drop heavily down, ... burst, shattered, everywhere!
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Because, in this deep joy to see and hear thee
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And breathe within thy shadow a new air,
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I do not think of thee -- I am too near thee.
*30.EEB
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I see thine image through my tears to-night,
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And yet to-day I saw thee smiling. How
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Refer the cause? -- Beloved, is it thou
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Or I, who makes me sad? The acolyte
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amid the chanted joy and thankful rite
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May so fall flat, with pale insensate brow
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On the alter-stair. I hear thy voice and vow,
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Perplexed, uncertain, since thou art out of sight,
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As he, in his swooning ears, the choir's amen.
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Beloved, dost thou love? or did I see all
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The glory as I dreamed, and fainted when
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Too vehement light dilated my ideal,
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For my soul's eyes? Will that light come again,
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As now these tears come ... falling hot and real?
*31.EEB
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EBB "Sonnets from the Portuguese", No. XXXI
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Thou comest! all is said without a word.
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I sit beneath thy looks, as children do
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In the noon-sun, with souls that tremble through
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Their happy eyelids from an unaverred
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Yet prodigal inward joy. Behold, I erred
�����Ҳ���ֻ��Թ�Լ������룬
In that last doubt! and yet I cannot rue
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The sin most, but the occasion ... that we two
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Should for a moment stand unministered
���������ң����Ұ�����ɣ�����
By a mutal presence. Ah, keep near and close,
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Thou dove-like help! and, when my fears would rise,
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With thy broad heart serenely interpose.
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Brood down with thy divine sufficiencies
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These thoughtswhich tremble when berest of those,
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Like callow birds left desert to the skies.
*32.EEB
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EBB "Sonnets from the Portuguese", no. XXXII
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The first time that the sun rose on thine oath
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To love me, I looked forward to the moon
�����������ᡢϵ��̫��̫����
To slacken all those bonds which seemed too soon
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And quickly tied to make a lasting troath.
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Quick-loving hearts, I thought, may quickly loathe;
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And, looking on myself, I seemed not one
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For such man's love! -- more like an out-of-tune
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Worn voil, a good singer would be wroth
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To spoil his song with, and which, snatched in haste,
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Is laid down at the first ill-sounding note.
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I did not wrong myself so, but I placed
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A wrong on _thee_. For perfect strains may float
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'Neath master-hands, from instruments defaced, --
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And great souls, at one stroke, may do and dote.
*33.EEB
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Yes, call me by my pet-name! let me hear
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The name I used to run at, when a child
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From innocent play, and leave the cowslips piled,
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To glance up in some face that proved me dear
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With the look of its eyes. I miss the clear
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Fond voices which, being drawn and reconciled
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Into the music of Heaven's undefiled,
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Call me no longer. Silence on the bier,
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While I call God ... call God! -- So let thy mouth
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Be heir to those who are now exanimate.
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Gather the north flowers to complete the south,
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And catch the early love up in the late.
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Yes, call me by that name, -- and I, in truth,
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With the same heart, will answer and not wait.
*34.EEB
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With the same heart, I said, I'll answer thee
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As those, when thou shalt call me by my name --
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Lo, the vain promise! Is the same, the same,
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Perplexed and ruffled by life's strategy?
��ǰ��������һ�����������»�����
When called before, I told how hastily
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I dropped my flower or brake off from a game,
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To run and answer with the smile that came
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At play last moment, and went on with me
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Through my obedience. When I answer now,
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I drop a grave thought, break from solitude;
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Yet still my heart goes to thee ... ponder how ...
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Not as to a single good, but all my good!
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Lay thy hand on it, best one, and allow
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That no child's foot could run fast as this blood.
*35.EEB
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If I leave all for thee, wilt thou exchange
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And be all to me? Shall I never miss
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Home-talk and blessing and the common kiss
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That comes to each in turn, nor count it strange,
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When I look up, to drop on a new range
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Of walls and floors, ... another home than this?
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Nay, wilt thou fill that place by me which is
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Filled by dead eyes too tender to know change?
��һ���ز����ñ��ģ�������ѣ�
That's hardest. If to conquer love, has tried,
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To conquer grief, tries more ... as all things prove,
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For grief indeed s love and grief beside.
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Alas, I have grieved so I am hard to love.
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Yet love me -- wilt thou? Open thine heart wide,
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And fold within, the wet wings of thy dove.
*36.EEB
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When we met first and loved, I did not build
�������������棬�������ʯ���
Upon the event with marble. Could it mean
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To last, a love set pendulous between
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Sorrow and sorrow? Nay, I rather thrilled,
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Distrusting every light that seemed to gild
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The onward path, and feared to overlean
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A finger even. And, though I have grown serene
�ϵ��ܸ����п־尲���ں��档����������
And strong since then, I think God has willed
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A still renewable fear ... O love, O troth ...
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Lest these enclasped hands should never hold,
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This mutual kiss drop down between us both
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As an unowned thing, once the lips being cold.
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And Love, be false! if _he_, too keep one oath,
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Must lose one joy, by his life's star foretold.
*37.EEB
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Pardon, oh, pardon, that my soul should make
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Of all that strong divineness which I know
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For thine and thee, an image only so
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Formed of the sand, and fit to shift and break.
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It is that distant years which did not take
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Thy sovranty [1], recoiling with a blow,
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Have forced my swimming brain to undergo
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Their doubt and dread, and blindly to forsake
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Thy purity of likeness and distort
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Thy worthiest love to a worthless counterfeit.
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As if a shipwrecked Pagan, safe in port,
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His guardian sea-god to commemorate,
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Should set a sculptured porpoise, gills a snort
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And vibrant tail, within the temple-gate.
[1] sovranty = sovereignty
*38.EEB
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First time he kissed me, he but only kissed
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The fingers of this hand wherewith I write;
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And ever since, it grew more clean and white, ...
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Slow to the world-greetings, quick with its `Oh, list,'
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When the angels speak. A ring of amethyst
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I could not wear here, plainer to my sight,
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Than that first kiss. The second passed in height
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The first, and sought the forehead, and half missed,
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Half falling on the hair. O beyond meed!
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That was the chrism of love, which love's own crown
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With sanctifying sweetness, did precede.
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The third upon my lips was folded down
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In perfect, purple state; since when, indeed,
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*39.EEB
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Because thou hast the power and own'st the grace
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To look through and behind this mask of me,
��ϴ�ó��˻Ұ���ߡ��ճ���
( Against which, years have beat thus blanchingly
��������ʵ��Ŀ���Ұ�ƣ����
With their rains, ) and behold my soul's true face,
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The dim and weary witness of life's race! --
ֻ֪������ֻ�dz��ҿ���ͨ������
Because thou hast the faith and love to see,
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Through that same soul's distracting lethargy,
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The patient angel waiting for a place
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In the new heavens! -- Because nor sin nor woe,
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Nor God's infliction, nor death's neighbourhood,
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Nor all which others viewing, turn to go, ...
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Nor all which makes me tired of all, self-viewed, ...
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Nothing repels thee, ... Dearest, teach me so
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To pour out gratitude, as thou dost, good.
*40.EEB
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Oh, yes! They love through all this world of ours!
�Ҳ����ʣ����а���������о��а�--
I will not gainsay love, called love forsooth.
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I have heard love talked in my early youth,
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And since, not so long back but that the flowers
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Then gathered, smell still. Mussulmans and Giaours
ЦһЦ���־����ˤ����������һ�ޣ�
Throw kerchiefs at a smile, and have no ruth
˭Ҳ�����ˡ������������İ�����ҧ����
For any weeping. Polypheme's white tooth
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Slips ib the nut if, after frequent showers,
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The shell is over-smooth, -- and not so much
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Will turn the thing called love, aside to hate
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Or else to oblivion. But thou art not such
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A lover, my Beloved! Thou canst wait
�ź��˹��������������ڽ�ͨ�����飬
Through sorrow and sickness, to bring souls to touch
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And think it soon when others cry `Too late.'
*41.EEB
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I thank all who have loved me in their hearts,
�����ҵ����ǵ�л������ĸ�л����
With thanks and love from mine. Deep thanks to all
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Who paused a little near the prison-wall
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To hear my music in its louder parts
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Ere they went onward, each one to the mart's
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Or temple's occupation, beyond call.
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But thou, who, in my voice's sink and fall
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When the sob took it, thy divinest Art's
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Own instrument didst drop down at thy foot
Թ������������ָ���ң�����ô����
To harken what I said between my tears, ...
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Instruct me how to thank thee! -- Oh, to shoot
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My soul's full meaning into future years,
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That _they_ should lend it utterance, and salute
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Love that endures, from Life that disappears!
*42.EEB
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`_My future will not copy fair my past_' --
�ҹ�ȥ�������ˣ���������ôд����
I wrote that once; and think at my side
��Ϊ�ػ��������ϵ���ʹ��ͬ��
My ministerig life-angel justified
�⻰��������������۹�Ƴ����
The word by his appealing look upcast
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To the white throne of God, I turned at last,
������ȴ���㣬�������ҵ���ʹ
And there, instead , saw thee, not unallied
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To angels in thy soul! Then I, long tried
����ĥ���ң��Ͱ��Ҹ�������ô����
By natural ills, received the comfort fast,
һ�����㣬���dz��ݵ�����
While budding, at thy sight, my pilgrim's staff
����ѿ����������Ҷ��������
Gave out green leaves with morning dews impearled.
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I seek no copy now of life's first half:
��������ǰ�������������Щ����
Leave here the pages with long musing curled,
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And write me new my future's epigraph,
�Ҹ�����д���µ�һ��������
New angel mine, unhoped for in the world!
*43.EEB
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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
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I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
���䡢���㡢�߶ȣ���������̽��
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
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For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
�Ұ���ij̶ȣ������չ��������
I love thee to the level of everyday's
��ÿ�첻��˵�õ���Ҫ���Ҳ���˼�ǵ�
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
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I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
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I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
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I love thee with the passion put to use
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In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith
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I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
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With my lost saints, -- I love thee with the breath,
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Smiles, tears, and all my life -- and, if God choose,
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I shall but love thee better after death.
*44.EEB
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Beloved, thou hast brought me many flowers
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Plucked in the garden, all the summer through
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And winter, and it seemed as if they grew
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In this close room, nor missed the sun and showers.
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So, in the like name of that love of ours,
�Ⱞ�����壭���ǰ������������ģ�
Take back these thoughts which here unfold too,
Ҳ���������ҵĻؾ����������죬
And which on warm and cold days I withdrew
�����죬�������������˼�Ļ��䡣
From my heart's ground. Indeed, those beds and bowers
����������������ȷ�dz�����
Be overgrown with bitter weeds and rue,
Ұ�ݺͿబ���д��������ų���Instruct thine eyes to keep their colours true,
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And tell thy soul, their roots are left in mine.
And wait thy weeding; yet here's eglantine,
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Here's ivy! -- take them, as I used to do
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Thy flowers, and keep them where they shall not pine.
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