The sweetest joy, the wildest woe is love. Tis what I love that determines how I love.
Whose flame creeps in at every hole! I find the smiling features of an old sweetheart of mine. Two souls in one, two hearts into one heart. A little grain shall not be spilt.
Forever dwelling on the past, never looking to the future. By heaven, I do love: and it hath taught me to rhyme, and to be melancholy.
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