They sin who tell us Love can die. Bid me to love, and I will give. One sweet, sad secret holds my heart in thrall. I love thee so, Dear, that I only can love thee.
Is human love the growth of human will? Love on through all ills, and love on till they die! Love, then, hath every bliss in store. It may not be utill years have passed.
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