Out of your whole life give but a moment!
All of your life that has gone before,
All to come after it, —� so you ignore,
So you make perfect the present, —� condense,
In a rapture of rage, for perfection's endowement,
Thought and feeling and soul and sense —�
Merged in a moment which give me at last
You around me for once, you beneath me, above me —�
Me -- sure that despite of time future, time past, —�
This tick of your life-time's one moment you love me!
How long such suspension may linger? Ah, Sweet —�
The moment eternal —� just that and no more —�
When ecstasy's utmost we clutch at the core
While cheeks burn, arms open, eyes shut and lips meet!

- Robert Browning

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