What is to love? Let Love the answer give: It is to lose thyself, thyself to die, And yet in dying find that thou dost live; To spend thy being's breath upon a sigh, And draw all joy where mostly thou dost grieve: Yet in the breathing of thy life away New life, more life the fond soul seems to gain; And though each hope that comes, refuse to stay, For all that go, a budding host remain. To love is both to die and live again; Unto thine other self thyself to give, Surrendering all the good that thou mayst hold, Losing thyself to find a hundred-fold, The lesser yielding that the greater learn to live. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FISH-LEAP FALL by ROBERT FROST DOMESDAY BOOK: DR. TRACE TO THE CORONER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS TO A MAN WORKING HIS WAY THROUGH THE CROWD by MARIANNE MOORE UPLANDS IN MAY by CARL SANDBURG BUCOLIC COMEDY: THE BEAR by EDITH SITWELL CITY VIGNETTE: RAIN AT NIGHT by SARA TEASDALE I LOOK IN MY HEART by SARA TEASDALE |