To My Dear and Loving Husband
If ever two were one, then surely we.If ever man were loved 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 goldOr all the riches that the East doth hold.Nor ought but love from thee, give recompense.My love is such that rivers cannot quench,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 persevereThat when we live no more, we may live ever.
--Anne Bradstreet, 1678--
How sweet and fitting for Valentiens Day! HAPPY VALENTINES DAY to you and hubby!
ReplyDeleteHow sweet! Happy Valentine's Day to you and your husband. Although Bradstreet's poem isn't a sonnet, it rivals one of Shakespeare's finest.
ReplyDeleteI read this to my dear husband and it so works for us too. Happy Valentine's Day to you and the hubby.
ReplyDeleteSuch heartfelt thoughts for your husband! Happy Valentine's Day to you! :)
ReplyDeleteSkeeter, thanks, and ditto to you and the Saint. Do you recognize those round objects in the picture of the tree? I'm pretty sure you've seen them before, living in Georgia.
ReplyDeleteRose, one of the things I like about Bradstreet's poetry is her obvious awareness of how therapeutic words can be. I think her writing kept her going when life was not so easy. Have a Happy V-day too!
Hi, Tina! Is Mr. Fix-It fixing dinner tonight or is he taking you somewhere special? I hope you have a romantic time, whatever the case may be.
Mary, thank you. I hope your V-day is special too!
Staying home and hoping to get some spa time in the hot tub. I am roasting a roast. A good meal and easy too. Where are going? Or staying home? I really do love the poem.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful poem for a special day! So touching..A wonderful Valentine's day to you and your hubby.
ReplyDeleteSounds delicious, Tina. My favorite roast is the one my mom fixes with Yorkshire pudding to go with it. We decided to go out for a "lupper" (between lunch and supper) at our favorite pub and then see a matinee. Had a great burger and pint of beer and then a smile and a tear--first part was at the pub and second was from Last Chance Harvey. The movie is a good romantic comedy with two wonderful actors set in London. It's been a very satisfying day all around!
ReplyDeleteKanak, thank you! I have a lot of catching up to do on visiting other blogs, including yours. I hope your day has been special too.
Are those objects UFO's? Oh no wait, you live in Florida and not Texas or Arizona tee hee. Mistletoe by any chance? I have been spotting it more then ever this winter. I wonder if it is going to take over like Kudzu. Lets hope not...
ReplyDeleteVery sweet. I always love your choice of quotes.
ReplyDeleteI hope I don't sound cynical but I've never felt love as beautifully as Bradstreet's words depict it to be. But then perhaps this is a feeling one only experiences if one is of the fairer sex? * The gentleman doing the groundbreaking would do himself a favor if he rented a much larger, and more powerful sod busting implement. And I speak from experience.
ReplyDeleteSkeeter, you're right! I'm noticing it more this year too, but I think it's because I'm blogging and notice everything more. I used to think mistletoe was some kind of blight on the trees, like a gall, but it's really not. It has a very healthy relationship with the tree because there is give-and-take on both sides.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Troutbirder. I'm especially fond of poets like Bradstreet who have hidden in obscurity for a while.
TC, some of the time I don't "feel" in love, but it's there just the same. I guess I think of those times as though it's nighttime. The sun's not up at the moment, but I know it will be. The ground-breaking man with the tiller says his time isn't worth much anyway these days, and the tiller is paid for. Besides, he's a lot tougher than the sod is. And remember, we have mostly sandy soil here.
I lost my first 2 comments...sigh.. This is very sweet..My husband always says that anyone can buy a card that says, 'I love you', but actions are what really count...
ReplyDeleteSorry, Michelle, about your lost comments. (Sigh) I wish Blogger would be more accommodating for my visitors. I guess I shouldn't complain; it's free, but it sure ain't trouble-free. You know, WordPress is looking more attractive all the time. Here's to making it count! (Clink!)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Walk2Write, for the sentiments, the poem and the movie recommendation - no mistletoe in this yard but we had it at our previous Austin house. At this house the tree decor is some Ball Moss!
ReplyDeleteAnnie at the Transplantable Rose
What a sweet Valentine wish to your husband!
ReplyDeleteYou're welcome and thanks for the interesting link, Annie. I've always been fascinated by the various epiphytes around here. They hang onto life by the slightest of threads and seem to defy any definite scientific explanation for their existence.
ReplyDeleteSarah, I hope you and your sweetheart had a wonderful V-day! Thanks for visiting.
What a lovely sweet poem! Whether or not love transcends death, it's while we live that we can show it to one another. Thanks!
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