I have loved thee
For all the years that were and the more to be
I have loved thee and it is not for naught
Exceptfor love's sake in pure. I never say
'I love thee for your smile, your look or your way
of speaking gently with slaying eyes or your tricking thought
That fell well with my own and certainly brought
A sense of pleasant ease, an inner calm of comfort on a warm summer day'
For all these things in themselves, Beloved, may
Be changed, or change for thee, the ware down of the days and love, so wrought,
May be unwrought so. I Neither love thee for
Your own dear pity and extend a hand to wipe your cheeks dry,
You were always a creature who forget to weep, who bore
His love discomfort long and steady, yet never lost your love thereby!
Therefore I have loved thee merely for love's sake, that evermore
Imay grow and love on, through love's eternal divinity
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