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.
Lightning, your presence from ground to sky, no one knows what becomes of me, when you take me so quickly.
It's hard to love a woman and do anything.
When our eyes met, I felt that I was growing pale. A curious sensation of terror came over me. I knew that I had come face to face with some one whose mere personality was so fascinating that, if I allowed it to do so, it would absorb my whole nature, my whole soul, my very art itself.
Only Thee That I want thee, only thee---let my heart repeat without end. All desires that distract me, day and night, are false and empty to the core. As the night keeps hidden in its gloom the petition for light, even thus in the depth of my unconsciousness rings the cry ---`I want thee, only thee'. As the storm still seeks its end in peace when it strikes against peace with all its might, even thus my rebellion strikes against thy love and still its cry is ---`I want thee, only thee'.
Love is our response to our highest values.
Your hand is cold, mine burns like fire. How blind you are, Nastenka!
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