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ROBERT BROWNING
Grow old along with me!
The best is yet to be,
The last of life, for which the first was made:
Our times are in his hand
Who saith 'a whole I planned,
Youth shows but half: trust God: see all nor be afraid!
ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace,
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, asmen strive for right:
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, - I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! - And, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
JOHN LENNON
Grow old along with me
The best is yet to be
When our time has come
We will be as one
God bless our love
God bless our love.
(C)1982, 1984 Ono Music
YOKO ONO
Let me count the ways how I love you
It's like that gentle wind you feel at dawn
It's like that first sun that hits the dew
It's like that cloud with a gold lining telling us softly
That it'll be a good day, a good day for us
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
(C)1982, 1984 Ono Music
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