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Sonnets from the Portuguese - 14 
a poem
Elizabeth Barrett Browning


If thou must love me, let it be for nought 
Except for love's sake only. Do not say 
'I love her for her smile her look her way 
Of speaking gently, for a trick of thought
That falls in well with mine, and certes brought 
A sense of pleasant ease on such a day'
For these things in themselves, Belovèd, may 
Be changed, or change for thee, and love, so wrought, 
May be unwrought so. Neither love me for 
Thine own dear pity's wiping my cheeks dry,
A creature might forget to weep, who bore 
Thy comfort long, and lose thy love thereby! 
But love me for love's sake, that evermore 
Thou mayst love on, through love's eternity.



Sonnets from the Portuguese - 14 
a poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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