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Are Lovers Insane
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(inspired by wolf's post below)
Is 'love' a temporary form of insanity?
(Seriously, its been proposed before in psychological circles)
Is 'love' a temporary form of insanity?
(Seriously, its been proposed before in psychological circles)
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For more on marking an answer as the "Best Answer", please visit our FAQ.Nailit, I think it is, but I think it isn't. It certainly grabs you and drags you out of your everyday humdrum, but that doesn't really merit the name of madness. It's just a part of human experience. And my French village isn't the sort of village you may be implying. And my cottage isn't the sort of cottage you may be implying. :-)
The Thieves
Lovers in the act dispense
With such meum-teum sense
As might warningly reveal
What they must not pick or steal,
And their nostrum is to say:
I and you are both away.
After, when they disentwine
You from me and yours from mine,
Neither can be certain who
Was that I whose mine was you.
To the act again they go
More completely not to know.
Theft is theft and raid is raid
Though reciprocally made.
Lovers, the conclusion is
Doubled sighs and jealousies
In a single heart that grieves
For lost honor among thieves.
Robert Graves
Or
In thinking of loves ability to blind
To fault or reason
To forgive the act unkind
To set responsible thought aside
Burned up by a fire inside
Lust blinds the eye
That it will not see
Loves short lived insanity
I don't know about the rest of you but there are times when in just or love most would have said I was mad as a box of frogs.
Lovers in the act dispense
With such meum-teum sense
As might warningly reveal
What they must not pick or steal,
And their nostrum is to say:
I and you are both away.
After, when they disentwine
You from me and yours from mine,
Neither can be certain who
Was that I whose mine was you.
To the act again they go
More completely not to know.
Theft is theft and raid is raid
Though reciprocally made.
Lovers, the conclusion is
Doubled sighs and jealousies
In a single heart that grieves
For lost honor among thieves.
Robert Graves
Or
In thinking of loves ability to blind
To fault or reason
To forgive the act unkind
To set responsible thought aside
Burned up by a fire inside
Lust blinds the eye
That it will not see
Loves short lived insanity
I don't know about the rest of you but there are times when in just or love most would have said I was mad as a box of frogs.