September 2011
3 posts
My Favorite Poem
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 pleasant ease on such a day”-
For these things in themselves, Beloved, may
Be changed, or change for thee-and love, so wrought,
May be...
