If they be two, they are two so
As stiff twin compasses are two,
Thy soul, the fixed foot, makes no show
To move, but doth if th' other do.
And though it in the center sit,
Yet when the other far doth roam,
It leans, and hearkens after it,
And grows erect as that comes home.
Such wilt thou be to me, who must
Like th' other foot, obliquely run;
The firmness makes my circle just,
And makes me end where I begun.
-John Donne (1572-1631),
A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning
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Jealous Eyes
(Yosemite)
For fate with jealous eye does see Two perfect loves, nor lets them close; Their union would her ruin be, And her tyrannic power depose. -Andrew Marvell (1621-1678), The Definition of Love |
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Soul Mates
(Carlsbad)
If they be two, they are two so As stiff twin compasses are two, Thy soul, the fixed foot, makes no show To move, but doth if th' other do. And though it in the center sit, Yet when the other far doth roam, It leans, and hearkens after it, And grows erect as that comes home. Such wilt thou be to me, who must Like th' other foot, obliquely run; The firmness makes my circle just, And makes me end where I begun. -John Donne (1572-1631), A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning |
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Happy Together
(Rainier)
Thou'll break my heart, thou bonnie bird That sings beside thy mate; For sae I sat, and sae I sang, And wist na o' my fate. -Robert Burns (1759-1796), The Banks o' Doon |
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Blooming Morn
(Rainier)
Get up, get up for shame! The blooming morn Upon her wings presents the god unshorn. See how Aurora throws her fair, Fresh-quilted colors through the air. -Robert Herrick (1591-1673), Corinna's Going a-Maying |
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Never Part
(Rainier)
I am content to live Divided, with but half a heart, Till we shall meet and never part. -Henry King (1592-1669), Exequy on His Wife |
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Silent Night
(Princeton)
Since she enjoys her long night's festival, Let me prepare towards her, and let me call This hour her Vigil, and her Eve, since this Both the year's, and the day's deep midnight is. -John Donne (1572-1631), A Nocturnal upon St. Lucy's Day, Being the Shortest Day |