One sweet, sad secret holds my heart in thrall;
A mighty love within my breast has grown,
Unseen, unspoken, and of no one known;
And of my sweet, who gave it, least of all.
[Fr., Ma vie a son secret, mon ame a son mystere:
Un amour eternel en un moment concu.
La mal est sans remede, aussi j'ai du le taire,
Et elle qui l'a fait n'en a jamais rien su.]
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Be careful what you set your heart upon - for it will surely be yours.
Be careful what you set your heart upon - for it will surely be yours.
Say what you will, 'tis better to be left than never to have been loved.
Say what you will, 'tis better to be left than never to have been loved.
Promise me you'll never forget me because if I thought you would, I'd never leave.
Promise me you'll never forget me because if I thought you would, I'd never leave.
Immature love says: 'I love you because I need you.' Mature love says 'I need you because I love you.'
Immature love says: 'I love you because I need you.' Mature love says 'I need you because I love you.'
When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving one's self, and one always ends by deceiving others. That read more
When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving one's self, and one always ends by deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance.
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A man reserves his true and deepest love not for the species of woman in whose company he finds himself electrified and enkindled, but for that one in whose company he may feel tenderly drowsy.
He has achieved success who has lived well, laughed often, and loved much.
He has achieved success who has lived well, laughed often, and loved much.
Speak to me of love,
said St Francis to
the almond tree,
and the tree blossomed.
Speak to me of love,
said St Francis to
the almond tree,
and the tree blossomed.
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Doubt that the stars are fire, doubt that the sun doth move, doubt truth to be a liar, but never doubt I love.
