I loved this poem, the dark intense emotion, the way browne approaches twisted thought with pure energy. This guy gets so happy and excited he chokes his true love to death, shocking her and shocking god himself. "all night long we have not stirred, And yet God has not said a word!"
Its so disturbing to think that someone could be so crazed with passion and love that they can not hold themselves back, "Made my heart swell, and still it grew While I debated what to do. That moment she was mine, mine, fair,"
Yet once again could see this happening some people especially who have struggle for love, can get real intense emotionally. Emotion of any kind can drive you insane, sadness, anger, love, happiness all can have they're extremes.
This poem also addressed the prudence and desolation of the Victorian era. How people ignored true love and married according to society and how also sex was for procreation not for pleasure, women were not allowed sexual freedom.
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