A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning
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- As virtuous men pass mildly away,
- And whisper to their souls to go,
- Whilst some of their sad friends do say,
- "Now his breath goes," and some say, "No."
- So let us melt, and make no noise,
- No tear-floods, nor sigh-tempests move;
- 'Twere profanation of our joys
- To tell the laity our love.
- Moving of th' earth brings harms and fears;
- Men reckon what it did, and meant;
- But trepidation of the spheres,
- Though greater far, is innocent.
- Dull sublunary lovers' love
- —Whose soul is sense—cannot admit
- Of absence, 'cause it doth remove
- The thing which elemented it.
- But we by a love so much refined,
- That ourselves know not what it is,
- Inter-assurèd of the mind,
- Care less, eyes, lips and hands to miss.
- Our two souls therefore, which are one,
- Though I must go, endure not yet
- A breach, but an expansion,
- Like gold to aery thinness beat.
- If they be two, they are two so
- As stiff twin compasses are two;
- Thy soul, the fix'd foot, makes no show
- To move, but doth, if th' other do.
- And though it in the centre sit,
- Yet, when the other far doth roam,
- It leans, and hearkens after it,
- And grows erect, as that comes home.
- Such wilt thou be to me, who must,
- Like th' other foot, obliquely run;
- Thy firmness makes my circle just
- And makes me end where I begun.
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