MYSTERY OF LOVE
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It is difficult to know at what moment love begins;
it is less difficult to know it has begun.
A thousand heralds proclaim it to the listening air,
a thousand messengers betray it to the eye.
Tone, act, attitude and look,
the signals upon the countenance,
the electric telegraph of touch,
- all these betray the yielding citadel
before the word itself is uttered,
which, like the key surrendered,
opens every avenue and gate of entrance,
and renders retreat impossible.
~Longfellow~
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Sonnet XLIII
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee 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 thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, - I love thee with the breath;
Smiles, tears, of all my life! - and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
~Elizabeth Barrett Browning~
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A bell is not a bell until it is rung,
A song is not a song until it is sung,
Love is not love until it is given away.
~Author unknown~
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