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#poetry Wednesday
O, sweet and strange it seems to me, that ere this day is done, The voice that now is speaking may be beyond the sun, Forever and forever with those just souls and true, And what is life, that we should moan? why make we such ado? Forever and forever, all in a blessèd home, And there to wait a little while till you and Effie come, To lie within the light of God, as I lie upon your breast, (continue in comments)
I‘ve always carried a deep-seated disagreement with Tennyson‘s advice on love. The quote is my own.