On Valentine's Day...
Poca favilla gran fiamma seconda. – Dante
Ogni altra cosa, ogni pensier va fore,
Ogni altra cosa, ogni pensier va fore,
E sol ivi con voi rimansi amore. –
Petrarca
I loved you first: but
afterwards your love
Outsoaring mine, sang such
a loftier song
As drowned the friendly
cooings of my dove.
Which owes the other most?
my love was long,
And yours one moment
seemed to wax more strong;
I loved and guessed at you,
you construed me
And loved me for what might or
might not be –
Nay, weights and measures
do us both a wrong.
For verily love knows not
‘mine’ or ‘thine;’
With separate ‘I’ and
‘thou’ free love has done,
For one is both and
both are one in love:
Rich love knows nought of
‘thine that is not mine;’
Both have the
strength and both the length thereof,
Both of us, of the love which
makes us one.
- Christina Rossetti (1830 - 1894)
What a treasure! It made me think of Martin Buber (I and Thou), and of Dante, and a book of Dante's Inferno translated by several authors into modern language (bad review so nevermind). I love the play on pronouns and the confusion that reflects the meaning of the poem. A long time ago, I knew the literary term for that device! Now I'm content just to notice and appreciate it. Thanks.
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