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If thou must love me, let it be for
Except for love's sake only. Do not say"I love her for her smile—her look—her
Of speaking gently,—for a trick of
That falls in well with mine, and certes broughtA sense of pleasant ease on such a day" -For these things in themselves,
Beloved,
Be changed, or change for thee,—and love, so wrought,
May be unwrought so. Neither love me
Thine own dear pity's wiping my cheeks dry, -A creature might forget to weep, who
Thy comfort long, and lose thy love thereby!
But love me for love's sake, that
Thou may'st love on, through love's eternity.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Elizabeth Barrett Browning (née Moulton-Barrett, /ˈbraʊnɪŋ/; 6 March 1806 – 29 June 1861) was an English poet of the Victorian era, popular in B
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