"If love were what the rose is, And I were like the leaf, Our lives would grow together In sad or singing weather , Blown..."
"Quicquid Amor jussit non est contemnere tutum. Regnat, et in dominos jus habet ille deos. It is not safe to despise what..."
"A little trust that when we die We reap our sowing, and so—Good-bye..."
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