I love thee freely, as men strive for Right..
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise..
I love thee with the passion put to use in my old griefs,
and with my childhood's faith..
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose with my lost saints..
I love thee with the breath, smiles, tears, of all my life..!!
and, if God choose, I shall..
but love thee better after death....
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