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Loi hay y depLOVE
Love is love, the swelling song of the heart
The sould on which is graven an image,
To yearn , to dream for for endless nights,
To await the footballs of the beloved.
Love is eyes caressing each other,
Tremling lips that can utter no phrase,
When together the forgerfuless of a milion sorrows,
And seeing life in brilliant colors.
How do I love three? let me count the ways.
I love three to the depth and breadth and height
my soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal Grace.
I love three to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love three freely, as men strive for Height
I love three purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love three with the passion put to use
in my old griefs and with my childhood's fiath.
I love three with a love i see med to love
With my lost saints - I love three with the breath,
Smiles, tear, of all my life!- And if God choose,
I shall but love three better after death.