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. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE VICAR by WINTHROP MACKWORTH PRAED HADRIAN IN EGYPT by GORDON BOTTOMLEY THE TRAGIC MARY QUEEN OF SCOTS: 1 by KATHERINE HARRIS BRADLEY FAIRY RING by ABBIE FARWELL BROWN HEROES by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON THE POTTERY MAKER by CAREY YATES BUSBY ON A DISTANT VIEW OF THE VILLAGE AND SCHOOL OF HARROW by GEORGE GORDON BYRON |