Who for his sake wished herself younger
There are two births; the one when light
First strikes the new awaken'd sense;
The other when two souls unite,
And we must count our life from thence:
When you loved me and I loved you
Then both of us were born anew.
Love then to us new souls did give
And in those souls did plant new powers;
Since when another life we live,
The breath we breathe is his, not ours:
Love makes those young whom age doth chill,
And whom he finds young keeps young still.
To Chloe
William Cartwright
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Poem topics: I love you, breath, light, sense, sake, live, breathe, life, young, love, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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