Ah! when will this long weary day have end, And lende me leave to come unto my love? - Epithalamion
Interpretation
The speaker longs for the end of a tiring day to be reunited with their beloved.
This quote expresses a deep yearning and impatience for a reunion with a loved one, highlighting the emotional toll that distance and time can take on a relationship. The speaker feels weighed down by the long day, pleading for it to conclude so they can finally experience the joy of being with their love, emphasizing the intensity of their affection and desire.
In practice
This quote could be shared at a wedding to emphasize the joy of love.
But O the exceeding grace_x000D_ Of highest God, that loves his creatures so,_x000D_ And all his works with mercy doth embrace,_x000D_ That blessed angels, he sends to and fro,_x000D_ To serve to wicked man, to serve his wicked foe.
The noblest mind the best contentment has
What though the sea with waves continuall Doe eate the earth, it is no more at all ; Ne is the earth the lesse, or loseth ought : For whatsoever from one place doth fall Is with the tyde unto another brought : For there is nothing lost, that may be found if sought.
No daintie flowre or herbe that growes on grownd, No arborett with painted blossoms drest And smelling sweete, but there it might be fownd To bud out faire, and throwe her sweete smels al arownd.
I hate the day, because it lendeth light_x000D_ _x000D_ To see all things, but not my love to see.
For of the soule the bodie forme doth take; _x000D_ For the soule is forme, and doth the bodie make.
It's a form of human love to accept our complicated, messy humanity and not run away from it.
I understand lost love, and I think that can destroy a man more than anything if it was a deep love that is lost somehow.
Do not waste time bothering whether you ‘love’ your neighbor; act as if you did. As soon as we do this we find one of the great secrets. When you are behaving as if you loved someone, you will presently come to love him.
Unconditional love is all you have. You can't overdose on love, you never can. It's a beautiful thing.
For I am every dead thing In whom love wrought new alchemy For his art did express A quintessence even from nothingness, From dull privations, and lean emptiness He ruined me, and I am re-begot Of absence, darkness, death; things which are not.
You’ll meet her. She’s very pretty, even though sometimes she’s sad for many days at a time. You’ll see, when she smiles, you’ll love her.
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