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Beste Alpay Turkey (4/27/2005 9:39:00 AM)

Love—thou art high—
I cannot climb thee—
But, were it Two—
Who know but we—
Taking turns—at the Chimborazo—
Ducal—at last—stand up by thee—

Love—thou are deep—
I cannot cross thee—
But, were there Two
Instead of One—
Rower, and Yacht—some sovereign Summer—
Who knows—but we'd reach the Sun?

Love—thou are Veiled—
A few—behold thee—
Smile—and alter—and prattle—and die—
Bliss—were an Oddity—without thee—
Nicknamed by God—

Can somebody help me understand this poem? ? at least a little help will be helpful.

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  • Rookie Sue Casey (4/28/2005 7:31:00 PM) Post reply
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    I believe that she is trying to say that as hard as people try to achieve love it can only be attained by a couple totally in tune one with each other.
    In other words they must indeed be true soul mates to reach that height.

    She is lamenting the fact that few, indeed find this kind of love and if they do then it lasts throughout eternity.
    Saying indeed, that bliss is not within reach for those who have not.

    I happen to agree with her ideal totally, for without a soulmate how can one totally find the trust needed to complete the circle needed for true love and indeed true passion to take place.

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