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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If we deny love that is given to us, if we refuse to give love because we fear pain or read more
If we deny love that is given to us, if we refuse to give love because we fear pain or loss, then our lives will be empty, our loss greater.
Love matches, so called, have illusion for their father and need for their mother.
Love matches, so called, have illusion for their father and need for their mother.
I would love to be loved for what I am, and not for what I have!
I would love to be loved for what I am, and not for what I have!
If I know what love is, it is because of you.
If I know what love is, it is because of you.
But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love forever.
But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love forever.
We can do no great things; only small things with great love.
We can do no great things; only small things with great love.
Unless we love and are loved, each of us is alone, each of us is deeply lonely.
Unless we love and are loved, each of us is alone, each of us is deeply lonely.
In true love the smallest distance is too great, and the greatest distance can be bridged.
In true love the smallest distance is too great, and the greatest distance can be bridged.
Mysterious love, uncertain treasure,
Hast thou more of pain or pleasure!
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Mysterious love, uncertain treasure,
Hast thou more of pain or pleasure!
. . . .
Endless torments dwell above thee:
Yet who would live, and live without thee!
