Women know the way to rear up children (to be just). They know a simple, merry, tender knack of tying sashes, fitting baby-shoes, and stringing pretty words that make no sense. And kissing full sense into empty words.
Elizabeth Barrett BrowningRead
I love thee with the passion put to use_x000D_ _x000D_ In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. _x000D_ _x000D_ I love thee with a love I seemed to lose_x000D_ _x000D_ With my lost saints,-I love thee with the breath, _x000D_ _x000D_ Smiles, tears, of all my life!-and, if God choose, _x000D_ _x000D_ I shall but love thee better after death.
Interpretation
The quote expresses an enduring and profound love that transcends time and struggles.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning's quote encapsulates the idea of a deep, passionate love that has persisted through various challenges, including grief and loss. It highlights the speaker's unwavering affection, suggesting that true love only grows stronger, even in the face of death, emphasizing a spiritual and eternal connection.
In practice
During a wedding ceremony to highlight the enduring nature of love.
Women know the way to rear up children (to be just). They know a simple, merry, tender knack of tying sashes, fitting baby-shoes, and stringing pretty words that make no sense. And kissing full sense into empty words.
She has seen the mystery hid Under Egypt's pyramid: By those eyelids pale and close Now she knows what Rhamses knows.
First time he kissed me, he but only kissed The fingers of this hand wherewith I write; And, ever since, it grew more clean and white.
Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God: But only he who sees takes off his shoes.
Our Euripides the human, With his droppings of warm tears, and his touchings of things common Till they rose to meet the spheres.
Love me sweet With all thou art Feeling, thinking, seeing; Love me in the Lightest part, Love me in full Being.
That is what fame is, isn't it? To get the world to fall in love with you.
The only true language in the world is a kiss.
Taste and love are not the servants of the will. Love is and must be free. It rises from the heart like perfume from a flower.
She poured out the liquid music of her voice to quench the thirst of his spirit.
My body, plowed by your body, will turn into a field where one is sown and a hundred reaped.
He is dangerous, he is beautiful, I could drown in his understanding.
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