1 Indeed I must confess, When souls mix 'tis an happiness, But not complete till bodies too do join, And both our wholes into one whole combine; But half of heaven the souls in glory taste Till by love in heaven at last Their bodies too are placed. 2 In thy immortal part Man, as well as I, thou art. But something 'tis that differs thee and me, And we must one even in that difference be. I thee both as a man and woman prize, For a perfect love implies Love in all capacities. 3 Can that for true love pass When a fair woman courts her glass? Something unlike must in love's likeness be: His wonder is one and variety. For he whose soul nought but a soul can move Does a new Narcissus prove, And his image love. 4 That souls do beauty know 'Tis to the body's help they owe; If when they know't they straight abuse that trust And shut the body from 't, 'tis as unjust As if I brought my dearest friend to see My mistress and at th' instant he Should steal her quite from me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DRUG STORE by JOHN VAN ALSTYN WEAVER RAILWAY DREAMINGS by ALEXANDER ANDERSON COTTON MILL FUNERAL by STEWART ATKINS THE SECOND BROTHER; ACT 1, SCENE 1 by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THE RED COUNTRY by WILLIAM ROSE BENET IF THE WORLD WERE RIGHT by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 39. FAREWELL TO JULIET (1) by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE WANDERER: 5. IN HOLLAND: MISANTHROPOS by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |