So XXXVI
Whe first and loved, I did not build
Upon the event with marble. Could it mean
To last, a love set pendulous between
Sorrow and sorrow ? Nay, I rather thrilled,
Distrusting every light that seemed to gild
The onath, and feared to overlean
A finger even. And, though I have grown serene
And strong sihen, I think that God has willed
A still renewable fear . . . O love, O troth . . .
Lest these enclasped hands should never hold,
This mutual kiss drop dowween us both
As an uhing, ohe lips being cold.
And Love, be false ! if he, to keep oh,
Must lose one joy, by his lifes star foretold.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
So XXXVI: Whe First
Whe first and loved, I did not build
Upon the event with marble. Could it mean
To last, a love set pendulous between
Sorrow and sorrow? Nay, I rather thrilled,
Distrusting every light that seemed to gild
The onath, and feared to overlean
A finger even. And, though I have grown serene
And strong sihen, I think that God has……（内容加载失败！）
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