"When You Are Old" by W.B. Yeats reminds me of "To My Dear and Loving Husband" because he's also talking about eternal love. His wording is much prettier though.
Then higher on the glistering Sun I gaz'dWhose beams was shaded by the leavie Tree,The more I look'd, the more I grew amaz'dAnd softly said, what glory's like to thee?Soul of this world, this Universes Eye,No wonder, some made thee a Deity:Had I not better known, (alas) the same had I
Ooh shaking things up with the AB rhyming scheme! Nice. I like this one a lot more than her loving husband one. That one was really lame and way too lovey dovey. This one's just about the sun and that's kinda lame too but it's still better. I hate the sun less than I hate love.
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