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[III. I would not have this perfect love of ours]
I would not have this perfect love of oursGrow from a single root, a single stem,
Bearing no goodly fruit, but only flowers
That idly hide life's iron diadem:
It should grow alway like that Eastern tree
Whose limbs take root and spread forth constantly;
That love for one, from which there doth not spring
Wide love for all, is but a worthless thing.
Not in another world, as poets prate,
Dwell we apart above the tide of things,
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But our pure love doth ever elevate
Into a holy bond of brotherhood
All earthly things, making them pure and good.
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