If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were lov'd by wife, then thee.
If ever wife was happy in a man,
Compare with me, ye women, if you can.
I prize thy love more than whole Mines of gold
Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
My love is such that Rivers cannot quench,
Nor ought but love from thee give recompetence.
Thy love is such I can no way repay.
The heavens reward thee manifold, I pray.
Then while we live, in love let's so persever
That when we live no more, we may live ever.
This beautiful and everloving poem has given us great comfort since we just lost our beloved aunt. Our uncle is devistated and heartbroken since they were married 60 years and in love each day of their lives. for him, to know that a woman in the 17th century had such deep identical feelings about her husband....that death cannot separate them....has inspired him to realize he must carry on now until he is reunited with his Lady. this is a special website..tks! jm
which part of it attracts your applause? Surely, you can't love all of it.
A poem with emotions, a poem with lovely rhymes and a poem simple and deep at the same time. I just love this poem.
Very rare kind of love. Well expressed in beautiful words
Very rarely found love between the spouses depicted in beautiful style.
Superb and beautiful loving poem penned where the eternal love demonstrates the craziness of heartiest emotions; nice to read
If only every woman felt such devotion towards her husband