I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use

Men get opinions as boys learn to spell by reiteration chiefly.

I should not dare to call my soul my own.

Will that light come again, As now these tears come...falling hot and real!

The devil's most devilish when respectable.

I f thou must love me, let it be for nought Except for love's sake only. Do not say, I love her for her smile ... her look ... her way Of speaking gently ... for a trick of thought That falls in well with mine, and, certes, brought A sense of pleasant ease on such a day- For these things in themselves, Beloved, may Be changed, or change for thee-and love so wrought, May be unwrought so.

He lives most life whoever breathes most air.