Whoso list to hunt, I know where is an hind, But as for me, alas, I may no more. My life never mean't very much to me, You have given me purpose, I now belong. For our sisters and brothers, they are the special others.
The final couplet strongly reaffirms his commitment: Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
I had concealed from myself. Lascivious grace, in whom all ill well shows, Kill me with spites; yet we must not be foes.
Now therefore, while the youthful hue Sits on thy skin like morning dew, And while thy willing soul transpires At every pore with instant fires, Now let us sport us while we may, And now, like amorous birds of prey, Rather at once our time devour Than languish in his slow-chapped power. Love Sonnet When my love swears that she is made of truth, I do believe her though I know she lies, That she might think me some untutored youth, Unlearned in the world's false subtleties. If that be fair whereon my false eyes dote, What means the world to say it is not so?
Love, according to this sonnet, does not change or fade; it has no flaws and even outlasts death. Cummings - Perhaps the only Harvard poet to make his way into the lyrics of indie-rock band Bloc Party, the moving lyricism of E.
We sometimes face winds that are strong But you and I face them together all along. Vincent Millay When we are old and these rejoicing veins Are frosty channels to a muted stream, And out of all our burning their remains No feeblest spark to fire us, even in dream, This be our solace: But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we— Of many far wiser than we— And neither the laughter in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee: The opening stanza is:
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You are more than I have ever deserved, I cannot even comprehend. I calmed her fears, and she was calm, And told her love with virgin pride; And so I won my Genevieve, My bright and beauteous Bride. Let's cherish the good times, learn from the bad, Make the most of the life we share If things get you down, don't worry; don't frown.
For nimble thought can jump both sea and land As soon as think the place where he would be. And even as we age we continue to grow Just like each season even when it snows. There are always ways to express our love, Such as presents, chocolate or flowers External gifts are fun to receive, But there meaning is often short-lived.
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Set we're blessed with a reduced match, Something that's tiresome and new. That poem has also out on the GCSE can.
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Thinks can only get me so far, They are people but never similar. You are more than I have ever well, I cannot even with.
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