a woman s love

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A poem by: A poem by: Ella Wheeler Ella Wheeler Wilcox Wilcox November 5, 1850– November 5, 1850– October 30, 1919 October 30, 1919

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A poem by:A poem by:Ella Wheeler WilcoxElla Wheeler Wilcox

November 5, 1850–November 5, 1850–October 30, 1919 October 30, 1919

So vast the tide of Love within me surging, So vast the tide of Love within me surging, It overflows like some stupendous sea, It overflows like some stupendous sea, The confines of the Present and To-be; The confines of the Present and To-be; And 'gainst the Past's high wall I feel it urging, And 'gainst the Past's high wall I feel it urging, As it would cry "Thou too shalt yield to me!"As it would cry "Thou too shalt yield to me!"

All other loves my supreme love embodies; All other loves my supreme love embodies; I would be she on whose soft bosom nursed I would be she on whose soft bosom nursed Thy clinging infant lips to quench their thirst; Thy clinging infant lips to quench their thirst; She who trod close to hidden worlds where God is, She who trod close to hidden worlds where God is, That she might have, and hold, and see thee first.That she might have, and hold, and see thee first.

I would be she who stirred the vague fond fancies, I would be she who stirred the vague fond fancies, Of thy still childish heart; who through bright days Of thy still childish heart; who through bright days Went sporting with thee in the old-time plays, Went sporting with thee in the old-time plays, And caught the sunlight of thy boyish glances And caught the sunlight of thy boyish glances In half-forgotten and long-buried Mays.In half-forgotten and long-buried Mays.

Forth to the end, and back to the beginning, Forth to the end, and back to the beginning, My love would send its inundating tide, My love would send its inundating tide, Wherein all landmarks of thy past should hide. Wherein all landmarks of thy past should hide. If thy life's lesson must be learned through sinning, If thy life's lesson must be learned through sinning, My grieving virtue would become thy guide.My grieving virtue would become thy guide.

For I would share the burden of thy errors, For I would share the burden of thy errors, So when the sun of our brief life had set, So when the sun of our brief life had set, If thou didst walk in darkness and regret, If thou didst walk in darkness and regret, E'en in that shadowy world of nameless terrors, E'en in that shadowy world of nameless terrors, My soul and thine should be companions yet.My soul and thine should be companions yet.

And I would cross with thee those troubled oceans And I would cross with thee those troubled oceans Of dark remorse whose waters are despair: Of dark remorse whose waters are despair: All things my jealous reckless love would dare, All things my jealous reckless love would dare, So that thou mightst not recollect emotions So that thou mightst not recollect emotions In which it did not have a part and share.In which it did not have a part and share.

There is no limit to my love's full measure, There is no limit to my love's full measure, Its spirit gold is shaped by earth's alloy; Its spirit gold is shaped by earth's alloy; I would be friend and mother, mate and toy, I would be friend and mother, mate and toy, I'd have thee look to me for every pleasure, I'd have thee look to me for every pleasure, And in me find all memories of joy.And in me find all memories of joy.

Yet though I love thee in such selfish fashion, Yet though I love thee in such selfish fashion, I would wait on thee, sitting at thy feet, I would wait on thee, sitting at thy feet, And serving thee, if thou didst deem it meet. And serving thee, if thou didst deem it meet. And couldst thou give me one fond hour of passion, And couldst thou give me one fond hour of passion, I'd take that hour and call my life complete. I'd take that hour and call my life complete.

Musical Background: Musical Background: >>A woman’s Love A woman’s Love <<Sung by Alan JacksonSung by Alan Jackson

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