The Definition of Love
Dictionary Definition
vb loves, loving, loved.
1. to have great attachment to and affection for.
2. to have passionate desire, longing and feelings for.
3. to like or desire something very much.
4. to make love to.
5. to be in love.
n 6. an intense emotion of affection, warmth, fondness and regard towards a person.
7. a deep feeling of sexual attraction or desire.
[Ref: Collins Dictionary Second Edition 2000; HarperCollins Publishers Ltd (2004)]
Biblical Definition
If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. 12Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
[Ref: 1 Corinthians 13]
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Poetic Definition
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints! I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! And, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
[Ref: Sonnet XLIII, From 'The Portuguese' - Elizabeth Barrett Browning]
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