What's the best thing in the world?
June-rose, by May-dew impearled;
Sweet south-wind, that means no rain;
Truth, not cruel to a friend;
Pleasure, not in haste to end;
Beauty, not self-decked and curled
Till its pride is over-plain;
Light, that never makes you wink;
Memory, that gives no pain;
Love, when, so, you're loved again.
What's the best thing in the world?
—Something out of it, I think.
The list of course culminates with ‘love’. The reader might imagine the poet breaking off to kiss her husband, Robert, when she writes the word ‘so’.  The repetition of ‘love’ and the addition of ‘again’ suggests the joy is enhanced when it is long-lasting and secure. 
