To Chloe,Who for his sake wished herself younger
1611-1643
THERE are two births; the one when light
First strikes the new awaken'd sense;
The other when two souls unite,
And we must count our life from thence:
When you loved me and I loved you
Then both of us were born anew.
Love then to us new souls did give
And in those souls did plant new powers;
Since when another life we live,
The breath we breathe is his, not ours:
Love makes those young whom age doth chill,
And whom he finds young keeps young still.
DayPoems Poem No. 323
<a href="http://www.daypoems.net/poems/323.html">To Chloe,Who for his sake wished herself younger by William Cartwright</a>
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