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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 unwrought so. Neither love me for

Thine own dear pity's wiping my cheeks dry,

Since one might well 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.

me not, beseech thee, that I wear

Too calm and sad a face in front of thine;

For we two look two ways, and cannot shine

With the same sunlight on our brow and hair.

On me thou lookest, with no doubting care,

As on a bee shut in a crystalline,—

For sorrow hath shut me safe in love's divine,

And to spread wing and fly in the outer air

Were most impossible failure, if I strove

To fail so. But I look on thee. . on thee. .

Beholding, besides love, the end of love,

Hearing oblivion beyond memory. ..

As one who sits and gazes, from above,

Over the rivers to the bitter sea.