No. XXIII
Is it indeed so? If I lay here dead,
Wouldst thou miss any life in losing mine?
And would the sun for thee more coldly shine
Because of grave-damps falling round my head?
I marvelled, my Belovëd, when I read
Thy thought so in the letter. I am thine—
But… so much to thee? Can I pour thy wine
While my hands tremble? Then my soul, instead
Of dreams of death, resumes life's lower range.
Then love me, Love! look on me—breathe on me!
As brighter ladies do not count it strange,
For love, to give up acres and degree,
I yield the grave for thy sake, and exchange
My near sweet view of Heaven, for earth with thee!
Is it indeed so? If I lay here dead,
Wouldst thou miss any life in losing mine?
And would the sun for thee more coldly shine
Because of grave-damps falling round my head?
I marvelled, my Belovëd, when I read
Thy thought so in the letter. I am thine—
But… so much to thee? Can I pour thy wine
While my hands tremble? Then my soul, instead
Of dreams of death, resumes life's lower range.
Then love me, Love! look on me—breathe on me!
As brighter ladies do not count it strange,
For love, to give up acres and degree,
I yield the grave for thy sake, and exchange
My near sweet view of Heaven, for earth with thee!
No. XX
Belovëd, my Belovëd, when I think
That thou wast in the world a year ago,
What time I sat alone here in the snow
And saw no footprint, heard the silence sink
No moment at thy voice, but, link by link,
Went counting all my chains as if that so
They never could fall off at any blow
Struck by thy possible hand, —why, thus I drink
Of life's great cup of wonder! Wonderful,
Never to feel thee thrill the day or night
With personal act or speech, —nor ever cull
Some prescience of thee with the blossoms white
Thou sawest growing! Atheists are as dull,
Who cannot guess God's presence out of sight.
Belovëd, my Belovëd, when I think
That thou wast in the world a year ago,
What time I sat alone here in the snow
And saw no footprint, heard the silence sink
No moment at thy voice, but, link by link,
Went counting all my chains as if that so
They never could fall off at any blow
Struck by thy possible hand, —why, thus I drink
Of life's great cup of wonder! Wonderful,
Never to feel thee thrill the day or night
With personal act or speech, —nor ever cull
Some prescience of thee with the blossoms white
Thou sawest growing! Atheists are as dull,
Who cannot guess God's presence out of sight.
#秦霄贤[超话]##秦霄贤##秦霄贤白月光#
✨月亮月亮 你能照见南边儿 也能照见北边儿 你照到他跟他说一声我想他了 我一睁眼能瞧到你 我这一辈子让我干嘛我就干嘛,山水到不了一块,俩人总有相逢之期,今天能看见你(的图片[允悲])这辈子没白活,愿天下人终成眷属,前生造定莫错姻缘
Always the beloved in my heart.❤
五月二十日打卡520
礼貌抱图 今天一人一句给老秦情话吧[大侦探皮卡丘微笑]
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✨月亮月亮 你能照见南边儿 也能照见北边儿 你照到他跟他说一声我想他了 我一睁眼能瞧到你 我这一辈子让我干嘛我就干嘛,山水到不了一块,俩人总有相逢之期,今天能看见你(的图片[允悲])这辈子没白活,愿天下人终成眷属,前生造定莫错姻缘
Always the beloved in my heart.❤
五月二十日打卡520
礼貌抱图 今天一人一句给老秦情话吧[大侦探皮卡丘微笑]
(更多系列图片期待明天五二一的帖[心])
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