The Best

What's the best thing in the world?
June-rose, by May-dew impearl'd;
Sweet south-wind, that means no rain;
Truth, not cruel to a friend;
Pleasure, not in haste to end;
Beauty, not self-deck'd and curl'd till its pride is over-plain;
Light, that never makes you wink;
Memory, that gives no pain;
Love, when, so, you've love again.
What's the best thing in the world?
— Somthing out of it, I think.

Poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861)