Will that light come again,As now these tears come...falling hot and real!

Why, conqueringMay prove as lordly and complete a thingIn lifting upward, as in crushing low!And as a vanquished soldier yields his swordTo one who lifts him from the bloody earth,Even so, Belovëd, I at last record,Here ends my strife. If thou invite me forth,I rise above abasement at the word.Make thy love larger to enlarge my worth!

Men could not part us with their worldly jars,Nor the seas change us, nor the tempests bend;Our hands would touch for all the mountain-bars,--And, heaven being rolled between us at the end,We should but vow the faster for the stars.

World's use is cold, world's love is vain, world's cruelty is bitter bane; but is not the fruit of pain.

What I do and what I dream include thee, as the wine must taste of its own grapes.

Definition of Love: A score of zero in tennis. I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears of all my life.

I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears of all my life.

Whoso loves, believes in the impossible

But since he had The genius to be loved, why let him have The justice to be honoured in his grave.