johndiii's Journal: Doubly Blessed

For all that you are, beloved, and all that you will be...

Song

For her gait if she be walking,
Be she sitting I desire her
For her state's sake, and admire her
For her wit if she be talking:
Gait and state and wit approve her;
For which all and each I love her.

Be she sullen, I commend her
For a modest; be she merry,
For a kind one her prefer I.
Briefly, everything doth lend her
So much grace and so approve her
That for everything I love her.

-- William Browne

And for the steadfast reflection of Heaven in your being...

To a Young Lady

Sweet stream that winds through yonder glade,
Apt emblem of a virtuous maid --
Silent and chaste she steals along,
Far from the world's gay busy throng:
With gentle yet prevailing force,
Intent upon her destined course;
Graceful and useful all she does,
Blessing and blest where'er she goes;
Pure-bosom'd as that watery glass,
And Heaven reflected in her face.

-- William Cowper

For all of that, how could I not love you?

Doubly Blessed?

[RevMike]

I thought you were going to say "We were barely seventeen and we were barely dressed."