I'm searching for a poem that would be suitable for my parent's 50th wedding anniversary. Please help if you can!
We May Live Together
by Anne Bradstreet
If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were lov'd by wife, then thee.
If ever wife was happy in a man,
Compare with me, ye women, if you can.
I prize thy love more than whole Mines of gold
Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
My love is such that Rivers cannot quench,
Nor ought but love from thee give recompetence.
Thy love is such I can no way repay.
The heavens reward thee manifold, I pray.
Then while we live, in love let's so persever
That when we live no more, we may live ever
Fear not, sweet love, what time can do;
Though silver dims the gold
Of your soft hair, believe that you
Can change but not grow old.
Though since we married thirty years
And four have flown away,
As bright your beauty still appears
As on our wedding day.
We will not weep that spring be past
and autumn shadows fall;
These years shall be, although the last,
The loveliest of all.
By DUFF COOPER, written for hs wife DIANA, published as the epigraph to his autobiography OLD MEN FORGET (copyright 1954). I think the first and third verses could be used without the second.
You and I by this lamp with these
Few books shut out the world. Our knees
Touch almost in this little space.
But I am glad. I see your face.
The silences are long, but each
Hears the other without speech.
And in this simple scene there is
The essence of all subtleties,
The freedom from all fret and smart,
The one sure sabbath of the heart.
The world -- we cannot conquer it,
Nor change the minds of fools one whit,
Here, here alone do we create
Beauty and peace inviolate;
Here night by night and hour by hour
We build a high impregnable tower
Whence may shine, now and again,
A light to light the feet of men
When they see the rays thereof:
And this is marriage, this is love.
Thanks very much for this. I will use it on Sunday. It is just the sort of thing I was looking for.
Why don't you use the one by Ludwig Lewisohn mentioned above - my parents are celebrating their 50th on Sunday so I will use it then.
all those above are so beautiful
MOST LIKE AN ARCH THIS MARRIAGE
Most like an arch – an entrance which upholds
And shores the stone-crush up the air like lace.
Mass made idea, and idea held in place.
A lock in time. Inside half-heaven unfolds.
Most like an arch – two weaknesses that lean
Into a strength. Two fallings become firm.
Two joined abeyances become a term
Naming the fact that teaches the fact to mean.
Not quite that? Not much less. World as it is,
What’s strong and separate falters. All I do
At piling stone on stone apart from you
Is roofless around nothing. Till we kiss
I am no more than upright and unset.
It is by falling in and in we make
The all-bearing point for one another’s sake,
In faultless failing, raised by our own weight.