LOVE AND LIFE.
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Let Nature, if she please, disperse
My atoms over all the universe;
At the last they easily shall
Themselves know, and together call;
For thy love, like a mark, is stamp'd on all.
My atoms over all the universe;
At the last they easily shall
Themselves know, and together call;
For thy love, like a mark, is stamp'd on all.
LOVE AND LIFE.
Now, sure, within this twelvemonth past,
I 'ave lov'd at least some twenty years or more:
Th' account of Love runs much more fast
Than that with which our life does score:
So, though my life be short, yet I may prove
The great Methusalem of Love.
I 'ave lov'd at least some twenty years or more:
Th' account of Love runs much more fast
Than that with which our life does score:
So, though my life be short, yet I may prove
The great Methusalem of Love.
Not that Love's hours or minutes are
Shorter than those our being's measur'd by;
But they 're more close compacted far,
And so in lesser room do lie:
Thin airy things extend themselves in space,
Things solid take up little place.
Shorter than those our being's measur'd by;
But they 're more close compacted far,
And so in lesser room do lie:
Thin airy things extend themselves in space,
Things solid take up little place.
Yet Love, alas! and Life, in me,
Are not two several things, but purely onej
At once how can there in it be
A double, different motion?
O yes, there may; for so the self-same sun
At once does slow and swiftly run:
Are not two several things, but purely onej
At once how can there in it be
A double, different motion?
O yes, there may; for so the self-same sun
At once does slow and swiftly run:
