Samuel Adler - The Good Morrow
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I wonder, by my troth, what thou, and I
Did, till we lov'd? Were we not wean'd till then?
But suck'd on country pleasures, childishly?
Or snorted we in the seven sleepers' den?
'Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be
If ever any beauty I did see
Which I desir'd and got, 'twas but a dream of thee
And now good morrow to our waking souls
Which watch not one another out of fear;
For love, all love of other sights controls
And makes one little room, an everywhere
Let sea-discoverers to nеw worlds have gone
Let Maps to othеr, worlds on worlds have shown
Let us possess one world, each hath one, and is one
My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears
And true plain hearts do in the faces rest
Where can we find two better hemispheres
Without sharp North, without declining West?
Whatever dies was not mixed equally;
If our two loves be one, or thou and I
Love so alike, that none do slacken, none can die
Did, till we lov'd? Were we not wean'd till then?
But suck'd on country pleasures, childishly?
Or snorted we in the seven sleepers' den?
'Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be
If ever any beauty I did see
Which I desir'd and got, 'twas but a dream of thee
And now good morrow to our waking souls
Which watch not one another out of fear;
For love, all love of other sights controls
And makes one little room, an everywhere
Let sea-discoverers to nеw worlds have gone
Let Maps to othеr, worlds on worlds have shown
Let us possess one world, each hath one, and is one
My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears
And true plain hearts do in the faces rest
Where can we find two better hemispheres
Without sharp North, without declining West?
Whatever dies was not mixed equally;
If our two loves be one, or thou and I
Love so alike, that none do slacken, none can die
