my favorite poemcreativegeniousDecember 14 2003, 07:27:48 UTC
yes that is love that wind of terrible and jealous beauty over me- that dark fire, that music
Yet love seekith not his own Dear, you may take my happiness to make you happier, even if you never know that I gave it to you Only let me hear sometimes, all alone the distant laughter of your joy
Passing away the bliss, The anguish passing away: Thus it is Today. Clean past away the sorrow, The pleasure brought back to stay: Thus and this Tomorrow.
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that wind of terrible and jealous
beauty over me- that dark
fire, that music
Yet love seekith not his own
Dear, you may take my happiness to make you
happier, even if you never know
that I gave it to you
Only let me hear sometimes, all alone
the distant laughter of your joy
-Cyrano De Bergerac
(Edmond Rostand)
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Passing
Christina Rossetti
Passing away the bliss,
The anguish passing away:
Thus it is
Today.
Clean past away the sorrow,
The pleasure brought back to stay:
Thus and this
Tomorrow.
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