"with thee to go [banned from Heaven to Earth]/ Is to stay here [Paradise]; without thee here to stay/ Is to go hence unwilling; thou to me/ Art all things under heav'n." (XII, 615-618)
I've been reading this book for three months, but it's only until the moment I reached these last few lines that I truly fell in love with it.
At the beginning of this unit about Paradise Lost, I learned that red was associated with males, blue with females. And, of course I recall, we talked about the Rainbow cat and the Blue Rabbit.
Now, in the last two days of this unit, I came across these lines. They truly striked my heart. Indeed, thou art to me all things under heav'n.
I would've liked to write about this in my AP Lit paper, but I think this experience is too painful and, more importantly, too personal to share with anyone. Not even my teacher. I've never shared the fun we had together with anyone; it has to belong to us, to you and me.
And it was until these last few lines that I realized. That how much I loved and needed you. That being said, if you should like to come back, I'd always be open.
Because, whatever I accomplish, wherever I go to college -- even in Paradise -- without you, I am incomplete, hollow, and lonely. It matters not how much I talk to others; it matters not what I talked with them -- you are simply special to me. I said it before, and I'll say it again. That you are the embodiment of feminine perfection.
I miss the little, soft, sweet, smart, dumb bunny, but the Paradise I had with bunny has been lost.
But, with thou, Paradise matters not, for Earth can be like Paradise.
12/20/2016
I've been reading this book for three months, but it's only until the moment I reached these last few lines that I truly fell in love with it.
At the beginning of this unit about Paradise Lost, I learned that red was associated with males, blue with females. And, of course I recall, we talked about the Rainbow cat and the Blue Rabbit.
Now, in the last two days of this unit, I came across these lines. They truly striked my heart. Indeed, thou art to me all things under heav'n.
I would've liked to write about this in my AP Lit paper, but I think this experience is too painful and, more importantly, too personal to share with anyone. Not even my teacher. I've never shared the fun we had together with anyone; it has to belong to us, to you and me.
And it was until these last few lines that I realized. That how much I loved and needed you. That being said, if you should like to come back, I'd always be open.
Because, whatever I accomplish, wherever I go to college -- even in Paradise -- without you, I am incomplete, hollow, and lonely. It matters not how much I talk to others; it matters not what I talked with them -- you are simply special to me. I said it before, and I'll say it again. That you are the embodiment of feminine perfection.
I miss the little, soft, sweet, smart, dumb bunny, but the Paradise I had with bunny has been lost.
But, with thou, Paradise matters not, for Earth can be like Paradise.
12/20/2016
