Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.” (Bible, 1 Corinthians 13:4-7, NIV) In reality, love is none of those things. As a matter of fact, the true description of love is much darker, much less romantic or poetic than the common perception. Truth is, love is an inescapable trap. In Maria Candelaria and Doña Flor and her two husbands you have two couples, (Maria Candelaria and Lorenzo Rafael) and (Doña Flor and Vadinho), who have every reason not to be with one another, persisting to be together despite all opposition.
Tamia sings of how she, and her husband still love each other like the first day they met even though they both have aged, and have kids. Shakespeare says basically the same thing in his sonnet. He claims that true love is constant even though people, and circumstances change. In both works Tamia, and Shakespeare speak about how love conquers all conflict that a relationship may face. Tamia describes in her song that she, and her husband go through problems like everybody else, But she don't mind because the love she, and her husband has for one another allows them to talk it out, and move on with their lives.
In fact he praises the Lord and thanks Him when one of his children survives. This represents his true faith in God. By reading his poem, one can easily make out about his family, that how many children and grandchildren he had. Edward Taylor had Faith in God. He took death as a natural process of life and do not protest to God regarding the loss of his beloved.
Both Taylor and Bradstreet find eternal love in a masculine figure in their lives through these two poems. Taylor finds his love in God while Bradstreet finds hers in her husband. When Taylor says “Then mine apparel shall display before Ye/ That I am a clothed in holy robes for glory,” (lines 17-18) he is showing that he lives in the light of God. Taylor refers to his clothing as a symbol of the Holy Spirit and his devotion to God. Taylor adored God for his various manly qualities; such as strength, power of will, and understanding.
In spite of this, throughout the play it is evident that Hamlet truly loved Ophelia and that she was important to him through the letters he sent her, how he responds to her when they are alone, his reaction to her betrayal, and his declaration of love at her funeral. In the play, Hamlet sends letters to Ophelia revealing his true feelings about her. “Doubt thou the stars are fire, Doubt that the sun doth move, Doubt truth to be a liar, But never doubt I love” (Act 2. Scene 2. Shakespeare).
His name is “skittles” and he means the world to me. I know that’s a lot to say about someone but it’s true. I love him so much even though he thinks I don’t, I do. He’s all I ever think and worry about, I care about him SO much and I just wish he would understand that. He’s always there for me, and he’s a wonderful friend, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
Bertrand points out that the very first thing that he longs for is love – a fantastic wonderful thing which makes him to sacrifice his entire life for those few hours of joy where he seeks harmony in her company and would do anything for it because it knocks out the loneliness from his mind. Love leads him to heaven, which is compared to the saints and poets’ imagination, and the suffering can be eliminated. The second passion that Bertrand talks about is knowledge “I have wished to understand the hearts of men. I have wished to know why the stars shine.” (1967, p. 64). He wants to know the deepest thoughts of humans and wonders why stars shine at night.
I also think that however different individual fathers may be all share one powerful, vital aspect: The love for their child. Even though a 16th century father would be very different to a modern father, I should think that both possess this quality of love. Prospero seems a loving man, dedicated to his daughter, Miranda and would give anything to make her happy. When telling Miranda about her past, Prospero describes her as a “Cheribin” that made him truly happy. In dark, dreary times it was Miranda, who kept Prospero going, she did “Preserve” him.
You are a treasure that no thing can measure; You have been manna for our souls. We hold you so dear; we wish you could stay near; But God has given you loftier goals. So as today we sorrowfully part, It is from deep within our hears That we wish you God’s blessings forevermore. And some day, if it’s God’s will, We will all make it over the hil And happily meet you at Heaven’s
We walk our allotted time and do what we are destined to do. The poets remind us, using he metaphor of Gold and of the valiant heart of a beloved pet, that the glory of life; life itself (far, far, more precious than gold), lasts but a brief moment. To live one’s life avoiding all thought of its impermanence is like throwing a part of it away: a part of life that is meaningful – the part that encourages us to ponder on our end, on our impermanence and our mortality. The poets of this era all seemed to have this in common: a sincere and vibrant belief in the immortal soul, as well as in an afterlife. As a famous Rabbi once said - Shaul of Tarsus (aka the Apostle Paul): “if it is only for this life that we believe … we are the most miserable of all men” (Moses et al, nd BC – approx.