The poem is a profound meditation on the nature of happiness and fulfillment. The speaker rejects the allure of popularity and superficial beauty, finding true worth in intimate connections and inner strength. They prioritize depth over breadth, emphasizing the richness of a life centered on love. The poem challenges societal values, suggesting that material success and external validation are ultimately empty pursuits. Instead, it celebrates the profound joy and power found in mutual love, positioning it as the ultimate human experience.
Famous Poem
I care not for the many,
If but my few are kind;
How poor are they who never joy
Apart from crowds can find.
I care not for the many,
If but my few are kind;
How poor are they who never joy
Apart from crowds can find.
Not fair to eyes my features;
But sorrow I control,
If what beyond the vision lies
Be lovely to your soul.
Tho' poor my lips in music,
The heart sings low and sweet;
And you may prove that harmony
Full-chorded and complete.
My brow aches not in crowning,
I reign all thrones above,
Possession have I beyond price—
The empire of your love.
To love and to be loved again—
What more has life to give?
O fools—to scorn this highest joy,
And yet lay claim to live!
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