Sonnet 10 - Yet love mere love is beautiful indeed

 Yet, love, mere love, is beautiful indeed
And worthy of acceptation.
 Fire is bright,
Let temple burn, or flax; an equal light
Leaps in the flame from cedar-plank or weed:
And love is fire.
 And when I say at need
I love thee .
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 I love thee—in thy sight
I stand transfigured, glorified aright,
With conscience of the new rays that proceed
Out of my face toward thine.
 There's nothing low
In love, when love the lowest: meanest creatures
Who love God, God accepts while loving so.

And what I feel, across the inferior features
Of what I am, doth flash itself, and show
How that great work of Love enhances Nature's.

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