Thou large-brain'd woman and large-hearted man.

Souls are gregarious in a sense, but no soul touches another, as a general rule.

The soul hath snatched up mine all faint and weak,And placed it by thee on a golden throne,-- And that I love (O soul, we must be meek!)Is by thee only, whom I love alone.

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.

The man, most man, works best for men: and, if most man indeed, he gets his manhood plainest from his soul.

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

She has seen the mystery hid Under Egypt's pyramid: By those eyelids pale and close Now she knows what Rhamses knows.