We are thine, O Love, being in thee and made of thee,
As théou, Léove, were the déep thought
And we the speech of the thought; yea, spoken are we,
Thy fires of thought out-spoken:
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MY LAST COMMENT: and connects individuals. Love is depicted as a guiding principle that turns life's chaos and struggles into something beautiful and purposeful. TOP Marks!
This opoem is about the transformative and unifying power of love. The poem explores how love shapes and gives meaning to human existence, portraying it as a divine force that elevates
love is itself a mercy, love is itself a blessings; love is the ubiquitous hymn...
Yea, Love, we are thine, the liturgy of thee, Thy thought’s golden and glad name, The mortal conscience of immortal glee, Love’s zeal in Love’s own glory. the final verse is so telling about love. tony
For Love doth use us for a sound of song, And Love’s meaning our life wields, Making our souls like syllables to throng His tunes of exultation. ........./// superb and rapturous expression
For Love doth use us for a sound of song, And Love’s meaning our life wields, Making our souls like syllables to throng His tunes of exultation.
Abercrombie reminds us that we owe our existence to the satisfaction of love's desire.
Good gosh almighty! he said as he read the cantankerous comments posted by colicky colleagues!
All please Note; here is an ancient dead Poet's poem with some of our live comments. A copy-cat writ of their forever Literary immortal William Shakespeare Are we embarrassed as 'Foreigners' to pretend to comprehend such gibberish, playful worded, rhetoric? This British Bard, would have discovered as many others in the world that ' GOD IS LOVE ' ------- * 'What would we call God, by what other name? Only Love would be the same' More; see; *'As A Rose' -louie levy listed here on PH
A hymn to the god of love which, if there were such a god, would have some meaning. Otherwise, however good the poetry, it is all false. God is love, love is god - what on earth can those statements mean? What the weird spellings in the first two verses are there for I do not know and I do not care.
Precious lovers out there, hear the call by a contemporary of yours........
Love is purified by fire and water! Beautiful words of LIFE! !
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