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[Quote No.51913] Need Area: Friends > Partners
"[A story - with a message about helping our partner and family:] Aesop's Fables - The Ass and the Mule - A Muleteer set forth on a journey, driving before him an Ass and a Mule, both well laden. The Ass, as long as he traveled along the plain, carried his load with ease, but when he began to ascend the steep path of the mountain, felt his load to be more than he could bear. He entreated his companion to relieve him of a small portion, that he might carry home the rest; but the Mule paid no attention to the request. The Ass shortly afterwards fell down dead under his burden. Not knowing what else to do in so wild a region, the Muleteer placed upon the Mule the load carried by the Ass in addition to his own, and at the top of all placed the hide of the Ass, after he had skinned him. The Mule, groaning beneath his heavy burden, said to himself: 'I am treated according to my deserts. If I had only been willing to assist the Ass a little in his need, I should not now be bearing, together with his burden, himself as well.' " - Aesop

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[Quote No.52192] Need Area: Friends > Partners
"But while presents are important, love demands what is basic: presence of the beloved. I have observed for instance, the orchids of my mother. When she's away for a long time, they are unhealthy and many of them wither. But when she is around, they bloom with beautiful flowers. My mother does nothing exceptional. She just spends much time talking and caressing them. I guess persons all the more require a caring presence. Love is fundamentally a commitment to a person. We may be committed to our business, job, hobby, sports and clubs, but strictly speaking, they cannot love us back. Only a person can love us in return, and for that matter the highest commitment as human beings is spending time with those persons we love. And since people need affection and nourishment, material things can only help up to a certain degree in fostering love. But it can never replace the greatest gift of presence." - Unknown

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[Quote No.52194] Need Area: Friends > Partners
"[A true story - with a message about the importance of giving those we love their freedom.] - Letting Go - There was once a lonely girl who longed desperately for love. One day while she was walking in the woods she found two starving song birds. She took them home and put them in a small gilded cage. She nurtured them with love and the birds grew strong. Every morning they greeted her with a marvellous song. The girl felt great love for the birds. She wanted their singing to last forever. One day the girl left the door to the cage open. The larger and stronger of the two birds flew from the cage. The girl watched anxiously as he circled high above her. She was so frightened that he would fly away and she would never see him again that as he flew close, she grasped at him wildly. She caught him in her fist. She clutched him tightly within her hand. Her heart gladdened at her success in capturing him. Suddenly she felt the bird go limp. She opened her hand stared in horror at the dead bird. Her desperate clutching love had killed him. She noticed the other bird teetering on the edge of the cage. She could feel his great need for freedom. His need to soar into the clear, blue sky. She lifted him from the cage and tossed him softly into the air. The bird circled once, twice, three times. The girl watched delighted at the bird's enjoyment. Her heart was no longer concerned with her loss. She wanted the bird to be happy. Suddenly the bird flew closer and landed softly on her shoulder. It sang the sweetest melody, she had ever heard. The fastest way to lose love is to hold on too tight; the best way to keep love is to give it -- WINGS!" - Dee Edgett

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[Quote No.52199] Need Area: Friends > Partners
"Grow old along with me!" - Robert Browning

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[Quote No.52200] Need Area: Friends > Partners
"[A story - with a message about helping love last.] - Love Secret - A newly married couple said, 'What shall we do to make our love endure?' Said the Master, 'Love other things together.' " - Anthony de Mello, SJ
'One Minute Wisdom'
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[Quote No.52201] Need Area: Friends > Partners
"[A true story - with a message about the importance of speaking kind words often to those you love.] - The Small Gift - Reverend Chalfant tells of a couple who were celebrating their golden wedding anniversary. The husband was asked what the secret was to his successful marriage. As the elderly are wont to do, the old gentleman answered with a story. His wife, Sarah, was the only girl he ever dated. He grew up in an orphanage and worked hard for everything he had. He never had time to date until Sarah swept him off his feet. Before he knew it she had managed to get him to ask her to marry him. After they had said their vows on their wedding day, Sarah's father took the new groom aside and handed him a small gift. He said, ‘Within this gift is all you really need to know to have a happy marriage.’ The nervous young man fumbled with the paper and ribbon until he got the package unwrapped. Within the box lay a large gold watch. With great care he picked it up. Upon close examination he saw etched across the face of the watch a prudent reminder he would see whenever he checked the time of day . . . words that, if heeded, held the secret to a successful marriage. They were, ‘Say something nice to Sarah.’ " - Unknown

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[Quote No.52202] Need Area: Friends > Partners
"[A true story - with a message about never being too old for love.] - Thelma - Even at the age of 75, Thelma was very vivacious and full of life. When her husband passed away, her children suggested that she move to a ‘senior living community.’ A gregarious and life-loving person, Thelma decided to do so. Shortly after moving in, Thelma became a self-appointed activities director, coordinating all sorts of things for the people in the community to do and quickly became very popular and made many friends. When Thelma turned 80, her newfound friends showed their appreciation by throwing a surprise birthday party for her. When Thelma entered the dining room for dinner that night, she was greeted by a standing ovation and one of the coordinators led her to the head table. The night was filled with laughter and entertainment, but throughout the evening, Thelma could not take her eyes off a gentleman sitting at the other end of the table. When the festivities ended, Thelma quickly rose from her seat and rushed over to the man. ‘Pardon me,’ Thelma said. ‘Please forgive me if I made you feel uncomfortable by staring at you all night. I just couldn't help myself from looking your way. You see, you look just like my fifth husband.’ ‘Your fifth husband!’ replied the gentleman. ‘Forgive me for asking, but how many times have you been married?’ With that, a smile came across Thelma's face as she responded, ‘Four.’ They were married shortly after." - Shari Smith
'A 4th Course of Chicken Soup for the Soul'
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[Quote No.52205] Need Area: Friends > Partners
"The Beauty of Love - The question is asked, 'Is there anything more beautiful in life than a boy and a girl clasping clean hands and pure hearts in the path of marriage? Can there be anything more beautiful than young love?' And the answer is given. 'Yes, there is a more beautiful thing. It is the spectacle of an old man and an old woman finishing their journey together on that path. Their hands are gnarled, but still clasped; their faces are seamed, but still radiant; their hearts are physically bowed and tired, but still strong with love and devotion for one another. Yes, there is a more beautiful thing than young love. Old love.'" - Unknown
'A 5th Portion of Chicken Soup for the Soul'
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[Quote No.52206] Need Area: Friends > Partners
"[Poem: 'Footprints in Time']

Two young lovers, Walking on the sand,
Gazing at each other, Talking hand in hand,
The prints they leave behind them,
Marking memories of the past,
The long beach laid before them,
Hoping love will last,
The ocean captures the footprints,
And erases them from the shore,
Taking with it remembrances,
And leaving them with more.

Many years have passed,
Time flies when you're having fun,
And before you know it innocence fades,
And the teen years are done,
Now she's back on the beach,
Except she is alone,
Watching and waiting,
For the love that hadn't grown,
She walks along the ocean,
Two footprints, not four,
Wondering where the laughter went,
Why he didn't love her more,
Then she stops to sit,
And draws his name in the sand,
A celestial stranger comes along,
And reaches out a hand,
Hesitantly she takes it,
And he listens to her cries,
He's been there before,
He's heard many lies,
They decide to walk,
And she follows, not knowing why.

Love will always be reborn again,
Even if it may die,
She is more cautious than before,
And as she looks back at the footprints,
She smiles seeing not two, but four,
This time will be different,
Her heart trying to say,
Something magical happened,
She felt it the first day,
Something clicked when they touched,
A jolt from inside,
She knew he'd be there always,
If she had something to confide.

Now here it is twenty years later,
And his love for her,
Is now even greater,
He looks at her like the first time they met,
And despite all the years gone by,
They can never forget,
Those four special footprints,
That are never washed away,
They'll stay forever on her heart,
Until their dying day.

" - Lauren Posey

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[Quote No.52207] Need Area: Friends > Partners
"[A true story - with a message about love.] - Now and Beyond - On the day after Jack Benny's death in December, 1974, a single long stemmed red rose was delivered to Mary Livingstone Benny, his wife of 48 years. When the blossoms continued to arrive, day after day, Mary called the florist to find out who sent them. 'Quite a while before Jack passed away,' the florist told her, 'He stopped in to send a bouquet. As he was leaving, he suddenly turned back and said, 'If anything should happen to me, I want you to send Mary a single rose every day.'' There was complete silence on Mary's end of the line, then weeping, she said, 'Goodbye.' Subsequently, Mary learned that Jack had actually included a provision for the flowers in his will, one perfect red rose daily for the rest of her life." - Unknown

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[Quote No.52224] Need Area: Friends > Partners
"[Poem: about a love that outlasts death and the grave.]

'Roses for Rose'

Red roses were her favorites, her name was also Rose.
And every year her husband sent them, tied with pretty bows.
The year he died, the roses were delivered to her door.
The card said, ‘Be my Valentine,’ like all the years before.

Each year he sent her roses, and the note would always say,
‘I love you even more this year, than last year on this day.’
‘My love for you will always grow, with every passing year.’
She knew this was the last time that the roses would appear.

She thought, he ordered roses in advance before this day.
Her loving husband did not know, that he would pass away.
He always liked to do things early, way before the time.
Then, if he got too busy, everything would work out fine.

She trimmed the stems, and placed them in a very special vase.
Then, sat the vase beside the portrait of his smiling face.
She would sit for hours, in her husband's favorite chair.
While staring at his picture, and the roses sitting there.

A year went by, and it was hard to live without her mate.
With loneliness and solitude, that had become her fate.
Then, the very hour, as on Valentines before,
The doorbell rang, and there were roses, sitting by her door.

She brought the roses in, and then just looked at them in shock.
Then, went to get the telephone, to call the florist shop.
The owner answered, and she asked him, if he would explain,
Why would someone do this to her, causing her such pain?

‘I know your husband passed away, more than a year ago,’
The owner said, ‘I knew you'd call, and you would want to know.’
‘The flowers you received today, were paid for in advance.’
‘Your husband always planned ahead, he left nothing to chance.’

‘There is a standing order, that I have on file down here,
And he has paid, well in advance, you'll get them every year.
There also is another thing, that I think you should know,
He wrote a special little card...he did this years ago.’

‘Then, should ever, I find out that he's no longer here,
That's the card...that should be sent, to you the following year.’
She thanked him and hung up the phone, her tears now flowing hard.
Her fingers shaking, as she slowly reached to get the card.

Inside the card, she saw that he had written her a note.
Then, as she stared in total silence, this is what he wrote...
‘Hello my love, I know it's been a year since I've been gone,
I hope it hasn't been too hard for you to overcome.’

‘I know it must be lonely, and the pain is very real.
For if it was the other way, I know how I would feel.
The love we shared made everything so beautiful in life.
I loved you more than words can say, you were the perfect wife.’

‘You were my friend and lover, you fulfilled my every need.
I know it's only been a year, but please try not to grieve.
I want you to be happy, even when you shed your tears.
That is why the roses will be sent to you for years.’

‘When you get these roses, think of all the happiness,
That we had together, and how both of us were blessed.
I have always loved you and I know I always will.
But, my love, you must go on, you have some living still.’

‘Please...try to find happiness, while living out your days.
I know it is not easy, but I hope you find some ways.
The roses will come every year, and they will only stop,
When your door's not answered, when the florist stops to knock.’

‘He will come five times that day, in case you have gone out.
But after his last visit, he will know without a doubt,
To take the roses to the place, where I've instructed him,
And place the roses where we are, together once again.’

" - Poppy

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[Quote No.52437] Need Area: Friends > Partners
"[Poem:]

'He Never Leaves The Seat Up'

He'll be more than just her husband,
He'll also be her friend;
And she'll be more than just his wife,
She'll be his soul mate 'till the end.

" - Unknown
This is the last verse of this poem, 'He Never Leaves The Seat Up', which is commonly recited at wedding receptions.
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"[Poem: about adding a little 'spice' to an old couple's sex life.]

'Fifty Shades Of Grey' - (a husband's point of view)

The missus bought a Paperback,
Down Shepton Mallet way,
I had a look inside her bag;
... T'was 'Fifty Shades of Grey'.

Well I just left her to it,
And at ten I went to bed.
An hour later she appeared;
The sight filled me with dread...

In her left she held a rope;
And in her right a whip!
She threw them down upon the floor,
And then began to strip.

Well fifty years or so ago;
I might have had a peek;
But Mabel hasn't weathered well;
She's eighty four next week!!

Watching Mabel bump and grind;
Could not have been much grimmer.
And things then went from bad to worse;
She toppled off her Zimmer!

She struggled back upon her feet;
A couple minutes later;
She put her teeth back in and said
'I am a dominater!!'

Now if you knew our Mabel,
You'd see just why I spluttered,
I'd spent two months in traction
For the last complaint I'd uttered.

She stood there nude and naked
Bent forward just a bit
I went to hold her, sensual like
And stood on her left tit!

Mabel screamed, her teeth shot out;
My god what had I done!?
She moaned and groaned then shouted out:
'Step on the other one'!!

Well readers, I can't tell no more;
About what occurred that day.
Suffice to say my jet black hair,
Turned fifty shades of grey.

" - Unknown
This poem which is a parody of the best selling book, 'Fifty Shades of Grey', is often wrongly attributed to Pam Ayres. [downloaded from http://www.silverpeers.com/viewtopic.php?p=180655 ]
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[Quote No.52443] Need Area: Friends > Partners
"[Poem: about a wedding proposal.]

'Yes I’ll Marry You My Dear'

Yes, I’ll marry you, my dear.
And here’s the reason why.
So I can push you out of bed
When the baby starts to cry.
And if we hear a knocking
And it’s creepy and it’s late,
I hand you the torch you see,
And you investigate.

Yes I’ll marry you, my dear,
You may not apprehend it,
But when the tumble-drier goes
It’s you that has to mend it.
You have to face the neighbour
Should our labrador attack him,
And if a drunkard fondles me
It’s you that has to whack him.

Yes, I’ll marry you,
You’re virile and you’re lean,
My house is like a pigsty
You can help to keep it clean.
That sexy little dinner
Which you served by candlelight,
As I do chipolatas,
You can cook it every night!!!

It’s you who has to work the drill
And put up curtain track,
And when I’ve got PMT it’s you who gets the flak,
I do see great advantages,
But none of them for you,
And so before you see the light,
I DO, I DO, I DO!!

" - Pam Ayres
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"[Poem: about how discretion may be the better part of conversation.]

'They Should Have Asked My Husband'

You know this world is complicated, imperfect and oppressed
And it’s not hard to feel timid, apprehensive and depressed.
It seems that all around us tides of questions ebb and flow
And people want solutions but they don’t know where to go.

Opinions abound but who is wrong and who is right.
People need a prophet, a diffuser of the light.
Someone they can turn to as the crises rage and swirl.
Someone with the remedy, the wisdom, and the pearl.

Well . . . they should have asked my ‘usband, he’d have told’em then and there.
His thoughts on immigration, teenage mothers, Tony Blair,
The future of the monarchy, house prices in the south
The wait for hip replacements, BSE and foot and mouth.

Yes . . . they should have asked my husband he can sort out any mess
He can rejuvenate the railways he can cure the NHS
So any little niggle, anything you want to know
Just run it past my husband, wind him up and let him go.

Congestion on the motorways, free holidays for thugs
The damage to the ozone layer, refugees and drugs.
These may defeat the brain of any politician bloke
But present it to my husband and he’ll solve it at a stroke.

He’ll clarify the situation; he will make it crystal clear
You’ll feel the glazing of your eyeballs, and the bending of your ear.
Corruption at the top, he’s an authority on that
And the Mafia, Gadafia and Yasser Arafat.

Upon these areas he brings his intellect to shine
In a great compelling voice that’s twice as loud as yours or mine.
I often wonder what it must be like to be so strong,
Infallible, articulate, self-confident ... and wrong.

When it comes to tolerance – he hasn’t got a lot
Joyriders should be guillotined and muggers should be shot.
The sound of his own voice becomes like music to his ears
And he hasn’t got an inkling that he’s boring us to tears.

My friends don’t call so often, they have busy lives I know
But its not everyday you want to hear a windbag suck and blow.
Encyclopaedias, on them we never have to call
Why clutter up the bookshelf when my husband knows it all!

" - Pam Ayres
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[Quote No.52451] Need Area: Friends > Partners
"[Poem:]

'If You Forget Me'

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.

" - Pablo Neruda
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[Quote No.52496] Need Area: Friends > Partners
"[Poem:]

'Friendship'

I think awhile of Love, and while I think,
Love is to me a world,
Sole meat and sweetest drink,
And close connecting link
Tween heaven and earth.

I only know it is, not how or why,
My greatest happiness;
However hard I try,
Not if I were to die,
Can I explain.

I fain would ask my friend how it can be,
But when the time arrives,
Then Love is more lovely
Than anything to me,
And so I'm dumb.

For if the truth were known, Love cannot speak,
But only thinks and does;
Though surely out 'twill leak
Without the help of Greek,
Or any tongue.

A man may love the truth and practise it,
Beauty he may admire,
And goodness not omit,
As much as may befit
To reverence.

But only when these three together meet,
As they always incline,
And make one soul the seat,
And favorite retreat,
Of loveliness;

When under kindred shape, like loves and hates
And a kindred nature,
Proclaim us to be mates,
Exposed to equal fates
Eternally;

And each may other help, and service do,
Drawing Love's bands more tight,
Service he ne'er shall rue
While one and one make two,
And two are one;

In such case only doth man fully prove
Fully as man can do,
What power there is in Love
His inmost soul to move
Resistlessly.


Two sturdy oaks I mean, which side by side,
Withstand the winter's storm,
And spite of wind and tide,
Grow up the meadow's pride,
For both are strong

Above they barely touch, but undermined
Down to their deepest source,
Admiring you shall find
Their roots are intertwined
Insep'rably.

" - Henry David Thoreau

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[Quote No.52560] Need Area: Friends > Partners
"[Poem: about everyone - in this case a woman - respecting their partner's individualism, individual freedom to choose and independence.]

'Advice To A Girl'

No one worth possessing
Can be quite possessed;
Lay that on your heart,
My young angry dear;
This truth, this hard and precious stone,
Lay it on your hot cheek,
Let it hide your tear.
Hold it like a crystal
When you are alone
And gaze in the depths of the icy stone.
Long, look long and you will be blessed:
No one worth possessing
Can be quite possessed.

" - Sara Teasdale
American lyric poet.
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"[Poem: about love between partners.]

'Some Advice from a Mother to Her Married Son'

The answer to do you love me isn't, I married you, didn't I?
Or, Can't we discuss this after the ballgame is through?
It isn't, Well that all depends on what you mean by 'love'.
Or even, Come to bed and I'll prove that I do.
The answer isn't, How can I talk about love when
the bacon is burned and the house is an absolute mess and
the children are screaming their heads off and
I'm going to miss my bus?
The answer is yes.
The answer is yes.
The answer is yes

" - Judith Viorst
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"[Poem: about real, true love.]

'True Love'

It is true love because
I put on eyeliner and a concerto and make pungent observations about the great issues of the day
Even when there's no one here but him,
And because
I do not resent watching the Green Bay Packer
Even though I am philosophically opposed to football,
And because
When he is late for dinner and I know he must be either having an affair or lying dead in the middle of the street,
I always hope he's dead.

It's true love because
If he said quit drinking martinis but I kept drinking them and the next morning I couldn't get out of bed,
He wouldn't tell me he told me,
And because
He is willing to wear unironed undershorts
Out of respect for the fact that I am philosophically opposed to ironing,
And because
If his mother was drowning and I was drowning and he had to choose one of us to save,
He says he'd save me.

It's true love because
When he went to San Francisco on business while I had to stay home with the painters and the exterminator and the baby who was getting the chicken pox,
He understood why I hated him,
And because
When I said that playing the stock market was juvenile and irresponsible and then the stock I wouldn't let him buy went up twenty-six points,
I understood why he hated me,
And because
Despite cigarette cough, tooth decay, acid indigestion, dandruff, and other features of married life that tend to dampen the fires of passion,
We still feel something
We can call
True love.

" - Judith Viorst
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"[Poem: about one person's vision of married happiness.]

'Happiness (Reconsidered)'

Happiness
Is a clean bill of health from the doctor,
And the kids shouldn't move back home for
more than a year,
And not being audited, overdrawn, in Wilkes-Barre,
in a lawsuit or in traction.

Happiness
Is falling asleep without Valium,
And having two breasts to put in my brassiere,
And not (yet) needing to get my blood pressure lowered,
my eyelids raised or a second opinion.

And on Saturday nights
When my husband and I have rented
Something with Fred Astaire for the VCR,
And we're sitting around in our robes discussing,
The state of the world, back exercises, our Keoghs,
And whether to fix the transmission or buy a new car,
And we're eating a pint of rum-raisin ice cream
on the grounds that
Tomorrow we're starting a diet of fish, fruit and grain,
And my dad's in Miami dating a very nice widow,
And no one we love is in serious trouble or pain,
And our bringing-up-baby days are far behind us,
But our senior-citizen days have not begun,
It's not what I called happiness
When I was twenty-one,
But it's turning out to be
What happiness is.

" - Judith Viorst
She is the author of several works of fiction and non-fiction for children as well as adults.
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"[Poem: about shared undying love.]

'A Moment of Happiness'

A moment of happiness,
you and I sitting on the verandah,
apparently two, but one in soul, you and I.
We feel the flowing water of life here,
you and I, with the garden's beauty
and the birds singing.
The stars will be watching us,
and we will show them
what it is to be a thin crescent moon.
You and I unselfed, will be together,
indifferent to idle speculation, you and I.
The parrots of heaven will be cracking sugar
as we laugh together, you and I.
In one form upon this earth,
and in another form in a timeless sweet land.

" - Rumi
(1207 – 1273), Maulana Jalaluddin Rumi was a Persian poet, Islamic dervish, Sufi mystic and jurist.
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"[Poem: about a loving partnership as a journey.]

'A Song Of The Road'

O I will walk with you, my lad, whichever way you fare,
You'll have me, too, the side o' you, with heart as light as air;
No care for where the road you take's a-leadin' anywhere, -
It can but be a joyful ja'nt whilst you journey there.
The road you take's the path o' love, an' that's the bridth o' two -
An' I will walk with you, my lad - O I will walk with you.

Ho! I will walk with you, my lad,
Be weather black or blue
Or roadsides frost or dew, my lad -
O I will walk with you.

Aye, glad, my lad, I'll walk with you, whatever winds may blow,
Or summer blossoms stay our steps, or blinding drifts of snow;
The way thay you set face an' foot 's the way that I will go,
An' brave I'll be, abreast o' ye, the Saints and Angels know!
With loyal hand in loyal hand, an' one heart made o' two,
Through summer's gold, or winter's cold, It's I will walk with you.

Sure, I will walk with you, my lad,
A love ordains me to, -
To Heaven's door, an' through, my lad.
O I will walk with you.

" - James Whitcomb Riley
(1849 – 1916), American writer, poet, and best-selling author.
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"[Poem:- about coming to terms with existential angst and the realisation that, regardless of all our family and friends sharing activities and communicating emotions and ideas, we are still ultimately alone in our subjectivity and individual uniqueness.]

'Alone'

I am alone, in spite of love,
In spite of all I take and give -
In spite of all your tenderness,
Sometimes I am not glad to live.

I am alone, as though I stood
On the highest peak of the tired gray world,
About me only swirling snow,
Above me, endless space unfurled;

With earth hidden and heaven hidden,
And only my own spirit's pride
To keep me from the peace of those
Who are not lonely, having died.

" - Sara Teasdale
(1884 – 1933) American lyric poet, whose poetry which centered on a woman's changing perspectives on beauty, love, and death.
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[Quote No.52643] Need Area: Friends > Partners
"[Poem:]

'The Bachelor’s Soliloquy'

To wed, or not to wed; that is the question;
Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The bills and house rent of a wedded fortune,
Or to say 'nit' when she proposes,
And by declining cut her. To wed; to smoke
No more; And have a wife at home to mend
The holes in socks and shirts
And underwear and so forth. ’Tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wished. To wed for life;
To wed; perchance to fight; ay, there’s the rub;
For in that married life what fights may come,
When we have honeymooning ceased
Must give us pause; there’s the respect
That makes the joy of single life.
For who would bear her mother’s scornful tongue,
Canned goods for tea, the dying furnace fire;
The pangs of sleepless nights when baby cries;
The pain of barking shins upon a chair and
Closing waists that button down the back,
When he himself might all these troubles shirk
With a bare refusal? Who would bundles bear,
And grunt and sweat under a shopping load?
Who would samples match; buy rats for hair,
Cart cheese and crackers home to serve at night
For lunch to feed your friends; play pedro
After tea; sing rag time songs, amusing
Friendly neighbors. Buy garden tools
To lend unto the same. Stay home at nights
In smoking coat and slippers and slink to bed
At ten o’clock to save the light bills?
Thus duty does make cowards of us all,
And thus the native hue of matrimony
Is sicklied o’er with the pale cast of chores;
And thus the gloss of marriage fades away,
And loses its attraction.

" - Edgar Albert Guest
(1881–1959), prolific English-born American poet who was popular in the first half of the 20th century and became known as the People's Poet. The poem is a parody of the famous 'To be, or not to be...' soliloquy in the 'Nunnery Scene' of William Shakespeare's play Hamlet.
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"[Poem:- about when lovers are separated, for whatever reason.]

'Alone'

I miss you, my darling, my darling,
The embers burn low on the hearth;
And still is the stir of the household,
And hushed is the voice of its mirth;
The rain splashes fast on the terrace,
The winds past the lattices moan;
The midnight chimes out from the minster,
And I am alone.

I want you, my darling, my darling,
I am tired with care and with fret;
I would nestle in silence beside you,
And all but your presence forget.
In the hush of the happiness given,
To those who through trusting have grown,
To the fullness of love in contentment,
But I am alone.

I call you, my darling, my darling,
My voice echoes back on my heart;
I stretch my arms to you in longing,
And lo! they fall empty, apart.
I whisper the sweet words you taught me,
The words that we only have known,
Till the blank of the dumb air is bitter,
For I am alone.

I need you, my darling, my darling,
With its yearning my very heart aches;
The land that divides us weighs harder,
I shrink from the jar that it makes.
Old sorrows rise up to beset me.
Old doubts make my spirit their own,
Oh, come through the darkness and save me;
For I am alone.

" - Robert J. Burdette
Minster is an honorific title given to particular churches in England, most famously York Minster in York, Westminster in London and Southwell Minster in Southwell. The term minster is first found in royal foundation charters of the 7th century.
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"[Poem:]

'The Honeymoon Is Over'

The honeymoon is over
And he has left for work
Whistling something obvious from La Boheme
And carrying a brown calfskin attache case
I never dreamed he was capable of owning,
Having started the day
With ten pushups and a cold shower
Followed by hearty breakfast.

(What do we actually have in common?)

The honeymoon is over
And I am dry-mopping the floor
In a green Dacron dry-mopping outfit from Saks,
Wondering why I'm not dancing in the dark,
Or rejecting princes,
Or hearing people gasp at my one-man show,
My god, so beautiful and so gifted!

(The trouble is I never knew a prince.)

The honeymoon is over
And we find that dining by candlelight makes us squint,
And that all the time
I was letting him borrow my comb and hang up his wet
raincoat in my closet
I was really waiting
To stop letting him.
And that all the time
He was saying how he loved my chicken pot pie,
He was really waiting
To stop eating it.

(I guess they call this getting to know each other.) " - Judith Viorst
She is the author of several works of fiction and non-fiction for children as well as adults.
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"[Poem:]

'Anti-heroine'

I'd planned to be Heathcliff's Cathy,
Lady Brett, Nicole or Dominique or Scarlett O'Hara.
I hadn't planned to be folding up the laundry
In uncombed hair and last night's smudged mascara,
An expert on buying Fritos, cleaning the cat box,
Finding lost sneakers, playing hide and seek.
And other things unknown to Heathcliff's
Cathy, Scarlett, Lady Brett, and Dominique.
Why am I never running through the heather?
Why am I never used by Howard Roark?
Why am I never going to Pamplona
Instead of Philadelphia and Newark?
How did I ever wind up with an Irving
When what I'd always had in mind was Rhett,
Or someone more appropriate to
Cathy, Dominique, Nicole, or Lady Brett?
I saw myself as heedless, heartless, headstrong,
An untamed woman searching for her mate.
And there he is — with charcoal, fork, and apron,
Prepared to broil some hot dogs on the grate.
I haven't wrecked his life or his digestion
With unrequited love or jealous wrath.
He doesn't know that secretly
I'm Scarlett, Dominique, Nicole, or Brett, or Cathy.
Why am I never cracking up in Zurich?
Why am I never languishing on moors?
Why am I never spoiled by faithful servants
Instead of spraying ant spray on the floors?
The tricycles are cluttering my foyer,
The Pop Tart crumbs are sprinkled on my soul.
And every year it's harder to be
Cathy, Dominique, Brett, Scarlett, and Nicole.

" - Judith Viorst
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"[Poem:]

'To my Dear and Loving Husband'

If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were lov'd by wife, then thee.
If ever wife was happy in a man,
Compare with me, ye women, if you can.

I prize thy love more than whole Mines of gold
Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
My love is such that Rivers cannot quench,
Nor ought but love from thee give recompense.

Thy love is such I can no way repay.
The heavens reward thee manifold, I pray.
Then while we live, in love let's so persevere
That when we live no more, we may live ever.

" - Anne Bradstreet
(1612 - 1672) the most prominent of the early English poets of North America and the first female writer in the British North American colonies to be published. She was also a prominent Puritan figure in American Literature.
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"[Poem: about enduring love]

'An Evening Song'

Look off, dear Love, across the sallow sands,
And mark yon meeting of the sun and sea,
How long they kiss in sight of all the lands.
Ah! longer, longer, we.

Now in the sea's red vintage melts the sun,
As Egypt's pearl dissolved in rosy wine,
And Cleopatra night drinks all. 'Tis done,
Love, lay thine hand in mine.

Come forth, sweet stars, and comfort heaven's heart;
Glimmer, ye waves, round else unlighted sands.
O night! divorce our sun and sky apart
Never our lips, our hands.

" - Sidney Lanier
(1842 – 1881), Sidney Clopton Lanier was an American musician, poet and author. He fought in the Civil War, primarily in the tidewater region of Virginia, where he served in the Confederate signal corps. Later, he and his brother Clifford served as pilots aboard English blockade runners.
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"[Poem: about divorcing.]

Since the majority of me
Rejects the majority of you,
Debating ends forthwith, and we
Divide.

" - Philip Larkin
(1922 – 1985) Philip Arthur Larkin, CH, CBE, FRSL was an English poet, novelist, and librarian.
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"[Poem: about the death of a partner]

'Should You Go First'

Should you go first and I remain,
To walk the road alone,
I'll live in memory's garden, dear,
With happy days we've known.
In Spring I'll wait for roses red,
When fades the lilac blue,
In early Fall when brown leaves call
I'll catch a glimpse of you.

Should you go first and I remain,
For battles to be fought,
Each thing you've touched along the way
Will be a hallowed spot.
I'll hear your voice, I'll see your smile,
Though blindly I may grope,
The memory of your helping hand
Will buoy me on with hope.

Should you go first and I remain,
To finish with the scroll,
No length'ning shadows shall creep in
To make this life seem droll.
We've known so much of happiness,
We've had our cup of joy,
And memory is one gift of God
That death cannot destroy.

Should you go first and I remain,
One thing I'd have you do:
Walk slowly down that long, lone path,
For soon I'll follow you.
I'll want to know each step you take
That I may walk the same,
For some day down that lonely road
You'll hear me call your name.

" - Albert Kennedy 'Rosey' Rowswell
(1884 – 1955) American radio sportscaster, best known for being the first full-time play-by-play announcer for the Pittsburgh Pirates Major League Baseball club, for whom he worked exclusively during 19 consecutive seasons.
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"[Poem:]

'Tell Her So'

Amid the cares of married strife,
In spite of toils and business life,
If you value your dear wife -
Tell her so!

When days are dark and deeply blue,
She has her troubles, same as you,
Show her that your love is true.
Tell her so!

Don't act as if she's past her prime,
As tho' to please her were a crime.
If ever you love her, now’s the time -
Tell her so!

She’ll return for each caress
A hundred-fold of tenderness,
Hearts like hers were made to bless;
Tell her so!

You are hers, and hers alone;
Well you know she's all your own;
Don't wait to carve it on a stone -
Tell her so!

Never let your heart grow cold,
Richer beauties will unfold,
She is worth her weight in gold,
Tell her so!

" - Unknown

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"[Poem: about remaining polite though partners and not allowing 'familiarity to breed contempt' or indifference.]

'Any Husband or Wife'

Let us be guests in one another’s house,
with a deferential 'No' and courteous 'Yes.'
Let us take care to hide our foolish moods
behind a certain show of cheerfulness.

Let us avoid all sullen silences.
We should find fresh and sprightly things to say.
I must be fearful lest you find me dull,
and you must dread to bore me any way.

Let us knock gently at each other’s heart,
glad of a chance to look within -
and yet let us remember that to force one’s way
is the unpardoned breach of etiquette.

So we shall be host and hostess,
until all need for entertainment ends.
We shall be lovers when the last door shuts.
But what is better still, we shall be friends.

" - Carole Haynes

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"[Poem: about frequent, open caring communication between partners]

'A Bridge Instead Of A Wall'

They say a wife and a husband, bit by bit
Can make between themselves a mighty wall,
So thick they cannot speak with ease through it,
Nor can they see across it, it stands so tall.
Its nearness frightens them, but each alone
Is powerless to tear its bulk away;
And each, dejected, wishes they had known,
through such a wall, some magic things to say.
So let us build with master art, my dear,
A bridge of love between your life and mine,
A bridge of tenderness, and very near,
A bridge of understanding, strong and fine.
Till we have formed so many lovely ties,
There never will be room for walls to rise.

" - Unknown

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"[Poem:]

'Wedding Anniversary'

This is the anniversary of the day
Of days, for us, when we with faith and hope
Fared forth together; solemn and yet gay
We faced the future, for life's upward slope
Was joyous going, and we never thought
Then, that there might be worries -- hours of pain
And sleepless nights that left one overwrought --
That loss would often come instead of gain.

But looking back, the time has not seemed long,
Although the road, for us, was sometimes rough...
We have grown quiet and the buoyant song
Once in our hearts sings low, and yet enough
Of loveliness still lives to make amend
To us, for all the ills life chose to send.

" - Margaret E. Bruner

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"[Poem: about enduring, true love]

'We Have Lived And Loved Together'

We have lived and loved together
Through many changing years;
We have shared each other's gladness
And wept each other's tears;
I have known ne'er a sorrow
That was long unsoothed by thee;
For thy smiles can make a summer
Where darkness else would be.

Like the leaves that fall around us
In autumn's fading hours,
Are the traitor's smiles, that darken
When the cloud of sorrow lowers;
And through many such we've known, love,
Too prone, alas, to range,
We both can speak of one love
Which time can never change.

We have lived and loved together
Through many changing years,
We have shared each other's gladness
And wept each other's tears.
And let us hope the future,
As the past has been will be:
I will share with thee my sorrows,
And thou thy joys with me.

" - Charles Jefferys
(1807 - 1865) [Refer http://ballads.bodleian.ox.ac.uk/search/roud/13836 ]
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"[Poem:- about being patient and persistent in your search for love, whether of a partner, vocation-career or passionate avocation-hobby.]

'Hungering Hearts'

Some hearts go hungering thro' the world
And never find the love they seek.
Some lips with pride or scorn are curled
To hide the pain they may not speak.
The eyes may flash, the mouth may smile -
And yet beneath them all the while
The hungering heart is pining still.

For them does life's dull desert hold
No fountain's shade, no gardens fair,
Nor gush of waters clear and cold,
But sandy reaches wide and bare.
The foot may fail, the soul may faint,
And weigh to earth the weary frame,
Yet still they make no weak complaint
And speak no word of grief or blame.

O eager eyes, which gaze afar,
O arms which clasp the empty air,
Not all unmarked your sorrows are,
Not all unpitied your despair.
Smile, patient lips, so proudly dumb -
Have Faith! Before life's tent is furled
Your recompense shall come,
O hearts that hunger through the world!

" - Unknown

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"[Poem: about getting over a quarrel with a partner]

'Even Eve 'N' Adam (Had'em)'

...

Our quarrel -- let us patch it;
Have a funeral for the hatchet

...

" - Mary Carolyn Davies
(circa 1893 - ? ), American poet and dramatist. [Refer http://www.poetryfoundation.org/bio/mary-carolyn-davies ]
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"[Poem: about the great challenge of how a loving partner will cope after their loving partner has died. Ideally the surviving partner will find a way to stay a productive, healthy and happy human.]

'One Of Us Two'

The day will dawn when one of us shall hearken
In vain to hear a voice that has grown dumb;
And morns will fade, noons pale, and shadows darken,
While sad eyes watch for feet that never come.
One of us two must sometime face existence
Alone with memories that but sharpen pain,
And these sweet days shall shine back in the distance,
Like dreams of summer dawns in nights of rain.
One of us two, with tortured heart half broken,
Shall read long-treasured letters thro' salt tears;
Shall kiss with anguished lips each cherished token
That speaks of these love-crowned, delicious years
One of us two shall find all light, all beauty,
All joy on earth, a tale forever done;
Shall know henceforth that life means only duty --
O God ! O God ! have pity on that one!

" - Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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"[Poem: about the joy of developing a life as partners and sharing responsibilities and pleasures.]

'Before and After Marriage

We used to talk of so many things,
Roses and summer and golden rings,
Music and dances and books and plays,
Venice and moonlight and future days.

Now our chief subjects are food and bills,
Genevieve's measles and Johnny's ills;
New shoes for Betty, a hat for Jane,
Taxes, insurance, the mail and rain!

We used to say that Romance would stay.
We'd walk together a magic way!
Though we don't talk as in days of yore,
Strange, is it not, that I love you more?

" - Anne Campbell
(1888 - 1984), American-born poet whom the 'Detroit News' hired in 1922 to better compete with the very popular poet, Edgar Guest, of the 'Free Press'. Called 'Eddie Guest’s Rival' by 'Time' and 'The Poet of the Home' by her publicity agents, Campbell would go on to write a poem a day six days a week for twenty-five years, producing over 7,500 poems whose international syndication reportedly earned her up to $10,000 per year (that’s about $140,000 adjusted for inflation, folks), becoming a popular speaker in her own right, and proving that neither the 'Free Press' nor Guest could corner the market on popular poetry. Indeed, a 1947 event marking her silver anniversary at the 'Detroit News' drew fifteen hundred fans including Detroit’s mayor and the president of Wayne State University. Her poetry has a homely appeal and is about everyday beauty and family life, including children as she had two boys and a girl of her own (in private life she is Mrs. George W. Stark, wife of the dramatic critic of the Detroit News). [refer http://arcade.stanford.edu/blogs/back-school-anne-campbell http://sdrc.lib.uiowa.edu/traveling-culture/chau1/pdf/campbell/4/brochure.pdf http://digital.lib.uiowa.edu/cdm/ref/collection/tc/id/16463 ]
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[Quote No.53149] Need Area: Friends > Partners
"[Poem:- about getting away from the noisy city to relax in the country with your lover]

'Away'

I weary of these noisy nights,
Of shallow jest and coarse 'good cheer,'
Of jazzy sounds and brilliant lights.
Come, Love, let us away from here.

Let us lay down this heavy load;
And, side by side, far from the town,
Drive on some lovely country road;
And, wondering, watch the sun go down.

What time is left to us, come, Love.
The woods, the fields, shall make us whole;
The nightly pageantry above
Our little world, keep sweet our soul.

No peace this city's madness yields —
A tawdry world in cheap veneer.
Out there the lovely woods and fields.
Come, Love, let us away from here.

" - Max Ehrmann

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[Quote No.53151] Need Area: Friends > Partners
"[Poem:- about 'true love']

'Alone'

There should be two words, dearest, one made up
Of all glad sounds that ever breathed on earth;
Of all the ecstasies that fill joy's cup,
Of love, and peace, and happiness, and mirth.

The other, like a weary, wailing sigh,
Full of sad tones in longing, hungry strain,
Hopeless, despairing, just a baffled cry
Of love and loneliness and blank, numb pain.

One I would love - the other I would fear,
These two words, chosen with consummate art;
One meaning we're alone together, dear,
The other meaning we're alone - apart.


" - Carolyn Wells
(1862 – 1942) American author and poet.
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[Quote No.53171] Need Area: Friends > Partners
"Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and commune with each other!" - Rainer Maria Rilke

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[Quote No.53181] Need Area: Friends > Partners
"[Poem: about the love that supports a loving partnership, regardless of quarrels, difficulties, etc.]

'Husband and Wife'

Whatever I said and whatever you said, I love you.
The word and the moment forever have fled; I love you.
The breezes may ruffle the stream in its flow,
But tranquil and clear are the waters below;
And under all tumult you feel and you know I love you.

Whatever you did and whatever I did, I love you.
Whatever is open, whatever is hid, I love you.
The strength of the oak makes the tempest a mock,
The anchor holds firm in the hurricane's shock;
Our love is the anchor, the oak and the rock. I love you.

Whatever I thought and whatever you thought, I love you.
The mood and the passion that made it are naught; I love you.
For words, thoughts and deeds, though they rankle and smart,
May never delude us or hold us apart
Who treasure this talisman deep in the heart 'I love you.'

" - Arthur Guiterman
(1871 - 1943) American writer best known for his humorous poems.
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[Quote No.53279] Need Area: Friends > Partners
"[Poem: with a humorous look at a husband's view of an ideal marriage where he wields all the power, wisdom, choice, rights, etc]

'The Ideal Husband to His Wife'

We've lived for forty years, dear wife,
And walked together side by side,
And you to-day are just as dear
As when you were my bride.
I've tried to make life glad for you,
One long, sweet honeymoon of joy,
A dream of marital content,
Without the least alloy.
I've smoothed all boulders from our path,
That we in peace might toil along,
By always hastening to admit
That I was right and you were wrong.

No mad diversity of creed
Has ever sundered me from thee;
For I permit you evermore
To borrow your ideas of me.
And thus it is, through weal or woe,
Our love forevermore endures;
For I permit that you should take
My views and creeds, and make them yours.
And thus I let you have my way,
And thus in peace we toil along,
For I am willing to admit
That I am right and you are wrong.

And when our matrimonial skiff
Strikes snags in love's meandering stream,
I lift our shallop from the rocks,
And float as in a placid dream.
And well I know our marriage bliss
While life shall last will never cease;
For I shall always let thee do,
In generous love, just what I please.
Peace comes, and discord flies away,
Love's bright day follows hatred's night;
For I am ready to admit
That you are wrong and I am right.

" - Sam Walter Foss
(1858 - 1911) American librarian and poet.
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[Quote No.53319] Need Area: Friends > Partners
"[Poem: about love and sex]

'To His Mistress Going to Bed'

Come, Madam, come, all rest my powers defy,
Until I labour, I in labour lie.
The foe oft-times having the foe in sight,
Is tir’d with standing though he never fight.
Off with that girdle, like heaven’s Zone glistering,
But a far fairer world encompassing.
Unpin that spangled breastplate which you wear,
That th’eyes of busy fools may be stopped there.
Unlace yourself, for that harmonious chime,
Tells me from you, that now it is bed time.
Off with that happy busk, which I envy,
That still can be, and still can stand so nigh.
Your gown going off, such beauteous state reveals,
As when from flowery meads th’hill’s shadow steals.
Off with that wiry Coronet and shew
The hairy Diadem which on you doth grow:
Now off with those shoes, and then safely tread
In this love’s hallow’d temple, this soft bed.
In such white robes, heaven’s Angels used to be
Received by men; Thou Angel bringst with thee
A heaven like Mahomet’s Paradise; and though
Ill spirits walk in white, we easily know,
By this these Angels from an evil sprite,
Those set our hairs, but these our flesh upright.
Licence my roving hands, and let them go,
Before, behind, between, above, below.
O my America! my new-found-land,
My kingdom, safeliest when with one man mann’d,
My Mine of precious stones, My Empirie,
How blest am I in this discovering thee!
To enter in these bonds, is to be free;
Then where my hand is set, my seal shall be.
Full nakedness! All joys are due to thee,
As souls unbodied, bodies uncloth’d must be,
To taste whole joys. Gems which you women use
Are like Atlanta’s balls, cast in men’s views,
That when a fool’s eye lighteth on a Gem,
His earthly soul may covet theirs, not them.
Like pictures, or like books’ gay coverings made
For lay-men, are all women thus array’d;
Themselves are mystic books, which only we
(Whom their imputed grace will dignify)
Must see reveal’d. Then since that I may know;
As liberally, as to a Midwife, shew
Thy self: cast all, yea, this white linen hence,
There is no penance due to innocence.
To teach thee, I am naked first; why then
What needst thou have more covering than a man.

" - John Donne
(1572 – 1631), English poet, satirist, lawyer and a cleric in the Church of England. He is considered the pre-eminent representative of the metaphysical poets
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[Quote No.53336] Need Area: Friends > Partners
"[Forced Marriage:]

For what is wedlock forced but a hell,
An age of discord and continual strife?
Whereas the contrary bringeth bliss,
And is a pattern of celestial peace.

" - William Shakespeare
English Playwright. From his play, 'Henry VI, Part I' Act V, Scene V, lines 63-66.
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"[Poem: about marriage break-up leaving a child without her father - from the husband's point of view]

'Fare Thee Well'

Fare thee well! and if for ever,
Still for ever, fare thee well:
Even though unforgiving, never
’Gainst thee shall my heart rebel.

Would that breast were bared before thee
Where thy head so oft hath lain,
While that placid sleep came o’er thee
Which thou ne’er canst know again:

Would that breast, by thee glanced over,
Every inmost thought could show!
Then thou wouldst at last discover
’Twas not well to spurn it so.

Though the world for this commend thee -
Though it smile upon the blow,
Even its praises must offend thee,
Founded on another’s woe:

Though my many faults defaced me,
Could no other arm be found,
Than the one which once embraced me,
To inflict a cureless wound?

Yet, oh yet, thyself deceive not;
Love may sink by slow decay,
But by sudden wrench, believe not
Hearts can thus be torn away:

Still thine own its life retaineth,
Still must mine, though bleeding, beat;
And the undying thought which paineth
Is - that we no more may meet.

These are words of deeper sorrow
Than the wail above the dead;
Both shall live, but every morrow
Wake us from a widow’d bed.

And when thou wouldst solace gather,
When our child’s first accents flow,
Wilt thou teach her to say ‘Father!’
Though his care she must forego?

When her little hands shall press thee,
When her lip to thine is press’d,
Think of him whose prayer shall bless thee,
Think of him thy love had bless’d!

Should her lineaments resemble
Those thou never more may’st see,
Then thy heart will softly tremble
With a pulse yet true to me.

All my faults perchance thou knowest,
All my madness none can know;
All my hopes, where’er thou goest,
Wither, yet with thee they go.

Every feeling hath been shaken;
Pride, which not a world could bow,
Bows to thee - by thee forsaken,
Even my soul forsakes me now:

But ’tis done - all words are idle -
Words from me are vainer still;
But the thoughts we cannot bridle
Force their way without the will.

Fare thee well! thus disunited,
Torn from every nearer tie,
Sear’d in heart, and lone, and blighted,
More than this I scarce can die.

" - Lord Byron
(1788 - 1824), George Gordon Byron, 6th Baron Byron, later George Gordon Noel, 6th Baron Byron, FRS, commonly known simply as Lord Byron, English poet and a leading figure in the Romantic movement. [Refer also 'Lady Byron's Reply to Lord Byron's 'Fare Thee Well'' by anonymous and 'Reply to Lord Byron's 'Fare Thee Well'' by Mary Cockle.]
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"[Poem: about marriage break-up leaving a child without her father - from the wife's point of view]

'Lady Byron's Reply to Lord Byron's 'Fare Thee Well''

Yes, farewell, farewell forever,
Thou thyself hast fix'd our doom,
Bade hope's sweetest blossoms wither,
Never more for me to bloom.

'Unforgiving,' thou hast call'd me,
Didst thou ever say 'Forgive?'
For the wretch whose wiles enthrall'd thee,
Thou didst seem alone to live.

Short the span which time has given
To complete thy love's decay;
By unhallowed passions driven,
Soon thy heart was taught to stray.

Love for me that feeling tender
Which so well thy verse can show,
From my arms why didst thou wander,
My endearment why forgo?

Wrapt in dreams of joy abiding
On thy breast my head hath lain,
In thy love and truth confiding,
Bliss I cannot know again.

When thy heart by me 'glanc'd over'
First displayed the guilty stain,
Would these eyes have closed forever,
Ne'er to weep thy crimes again.

But by Heaven's recording spirit,
May that wish forgotten be,
Life, though now a load, I'd bear it,
For the babe I've borne to thee.

In whose lovely features (let me
All my weakness here confess,
While the struggling tears permit me)
All her father's I can trace.

His, whose image never leaves me,
Whose remembrance, yet, I prize,
Who this bitterest feeling gives me,
Still to love where I despise.

With regret and sorrow rather,
When our child's first accents flow,
I shall teach her to say 'Father,'
But his fault she ne'er shall know.

Whilst tomorrow and tomorrow,
Take me to a widowed bed,
In another's arms no sorrow
Wilt thou feel! - no tear wilt shed!

For the world's applause I sought not
When I tore myself from thee,
Of its praise or blame, I thought not;
What is praise or blame to me!

He in whom my soul delighted
From his heart my image drove.
With contempt my truth requited
And preferred a wanton's love.

Thou art proud, and mark me, Byron,
I've a soul proud as thine own,
Soft to love, but hard as iron,
When despite on me is thrown.

But farewell! I'll not upbraid thee
Never, never wish thee ill;
Wretched tho' thy crimes have made me,
If thou canst - be happy still.

" - Anonymous

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