sonnets from the portuguese quotes

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First time he kissed me, he but only kiss'd
The fingers of this hand wherewith I write;
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
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I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints,--I love thee with the breath,
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I saw, in gradual vision through my tears,
The sweet, sad years, the melancholy years, . . .
'Guess now who holds thee?'--'Death,' I said. But,
there,
The silver answer rang, . . . 'Not Death, but Love.'
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
When our two souls stand up erect and strong,
Face to face, silent, drawing nigh and nigher,
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If thou must love me, let it be for nought
Except for love's sake only. Do not say
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The other 1000 are principally the 'old Yankee stock,' who have lost the town, politically, to the Portuguese; who deplore the inf ...
What is the flesh and blood compounded of
But a few moments in the life of time?
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