Sonnet 21 - Say over again, and yet once over again

    XXI

    Say over again, and yet once over again,

    t t love me. ted

    S treat it,

    Remember, never to the hill or plain,

    Valley and  rain

    Comes ted.

    Beloved, I, amid ted

    By a doubtful spirit-voice, in t doubts pain

    Cry, Speak once moreamp;mdas! ho can fear

    too many stars, though each in heaven shall roll,

    too many flohe year?

    Say t love me, love me, love meamp;mdasoll

    terance!amp;mdash;only minding, Dear,

    to love me also in silence hy soul.

    Sonnet 22 - and up erect and strong

    XXII

    and up erect and strong,

    Face to face, silent, drawing nigh and nigher,

    Until to fire

    At eit,amp;mdas bitter wrong

    Can to us, t we s long

    Be ented? ting higher,

    the angels would press on us and aspire

    to drop some golden orb of perfect song

    Into our deep, dear silence. Let us stay

    Rat

    Contrarious moods of men recoil away

    And isolate pure spirits, and permit

    A place to stand and love in for a day,

    it.

    Sonnet 23 - Is it indeed so? If I lay rong>

    XXIII

    Is it indeed so? If I lay here dead,

    ouldst thou miss any life in losing mine?

    And hee more coldly shine

    Because of grave-damps falling round my head?

    I marvelled, my Beloved, when I read

    t so in tter. I am thineamp;mdash;

    But . .