Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Dedicated to you...

If thou must love me, let it be for nought

a sonnet XIV by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

If thou must love me, let it be for nought

Except for love's sake only. Do not say
"I love her for her smile her look her way
Of speaking gently, for a trick of thought
That falls in well with mine, and certes brought
A sense of ease on such a day"
For these things in themselves, Beloved, may
Be changed, or change for thee, and love, so wrought,
May be unwrought so. Neither love me for
Thine own dear pity's wiping my cheek dry,
A creature might forget to weep, who bore
Thy comfort long, and lose thy love thereby!
But love me for love's sake, that evermore
Thou may'st love on, through love's eternity.


Dr. Deborah Serani said...

What great words. Anything I could write would pale in comparison.

Steph said...


astrorat said...

Dear Deb,

Beautiful, isent it?

Dear Steph,