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Words of Love.. |
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| Emily Dickinson If I can stop one Heart from breaking I shall not live in vain If I can ease one Life the Aching or cool one Pain Or help one fainting Robin Unto his Nest again I shall not live in Vain. |
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| Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley Oh listen while I sing to thee, My song is meant for thee alone; My thought imparts its melody, And gives the soft impassioned tone. I sing of joy, and see thy smile That to the swelling note replies; I sing of love, and feel the while The gaze of thy love-beaming eyes. If thou wert far, my voice would die In murmurs faint and sorrowing; If thou wert fake--in agony My heart would break, I could not sing. Then listen while I sing to thee, My song is meant for thee alone; And now that thou art near to me I pour a full impassioned tone. |
Charlotte Dacre "Il Trionfo del Amor" So full my thoughts are of thee, that I swear All else is hateful to my troubled soul; How thou hast o'er me gained such vast control, How charmed my stubborn spirit, is most rare! Sure thou hast mingled philtres in my bowl, Or what thine high enchanted arts declare Fearless of blame--for truth I will not care (So charms the witchery), whether fair or foul. Yet well my lovesick mind thine arts can tell; No magic potion gav'st thou, save what I Drank from those lustrous eyes when they did dwell With dyaing fondness on me--or thy sigh Which sent its perfumed poison to my brain. Thus known thy spells, thou bland seducer, see-- Come practise them again, and oh! again; Spellbound I am, and spellbound wish to be. |
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a special day set aside to remember falling in love & when naughtiness can be a virtue |
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