Love Is Fire

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Yet love, mere love, is beautiful indeed

And worthy of acceptation.

Fire is bright,

Let temple burn, or flax.

An equal light

Leeps in the flame from cedar plank or weed.

And love is fire; and when I say at need.

I love thee…mark! …I love thee…in the sight

I stand transfigured, glorified aright,

With conscience of the new rays that proceed

Out of my face toward thine,

There’s nothing Low

In love, when love the lowest; meanest Creatures

Who love God, God accepts while loving so.

And what I feel, across the inferior features

Of what I am, doth flash itself, and show

How the great work of Love enhances

Nature’s.

费雪儿

Nature’s.