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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  Poetry: A Magazine of Verse.  1912–22.
 
Love Songs
By Harriet Monroe
 
I
I LOVE my life, but not too well
  To give it to thee like a flower,
So it may pleasure thee to dwell
  Deep in its perfume but an hour.
I love my life, but not too well.        5
 
I love my life, but not too well
  To sing it note by note away,
So to thy soul the song may tell
  The beauty of the desolate day.
I love my life, but not too well.        10
 
I love my life, but not too well
  To cast it like a cloak on thine,
Against the storms that sound and swell
  Between thy lonely heart and mine.
I love my life, but not too well.        15
 
II
Your love is like a blue blue wave
  The little rainbows play in.
Your love is like a mountain cave
  Cool shadows darkly stay in.
 
It thrills me like great gales at war,        20
  It soothes like softest singing.
It bears me where clear rivers are,
  With reeds and rushes swinging;
Or out to pearly shores afar
  Where temple bells are ringing.        25
 
III
And is it pain to you
  That we must love and part?
Ah, if you only knew
  The gladness in my heart!
 
Love is enough. Each day        30
  I look upon the sun,
He loves me! I shall say,
  Now is my life begun.
 
He loves me! Every night,
  On the dark verge of sleep        35
The rapture will alight
  And to my bosom creep.
 
Peace, for I should not dare
  A keener joy implore.
My soul shall feel no care—        40
  Until you love no more.
 
 
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