To love and to remember; that is good: To love and to forget; that is not well: To lapse from love to hatred; that is hell And death and torment, rightly understood. Soul dazed by love and sorrow, cheer thy mood; More blest art thou than mortal tongue can tell: Ring not thy funeral but thy marriage bell, And salt with hope thy life's insipid food. Love is the goal, love is the way we wend, Love is our parallel unending line Whose only perfect Parallel is Christ, Beginning not begun, End without end: For He Who hath the Heart of God sufficed, Can satisfy all hearts, -- yea, thine and mine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...I AM BORNE ONWARD by SARA TEASDALE IN A BURYING GROUND by SARA TEASDALE THE GUARDIAN ANGEL (A PICTURE AT FANO) by ROBERT BROWNING A WINTER WISH by ROBERT HINCKLEY MESSINGER THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 17 by OMAR KHAYYAM AN ORCHARD AT AVIGNON by AGNES MARY F. ROBINSON |