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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Could I love less, I should be happier now.
We can only hate the person whom we love.
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Little privations are easily endured when the heart is better treated than the body.
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Love is blind, friendship closes its eyes.
Love is blind, friendship closes its eyes.
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Love, free as air at sight of human ties, Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies.
Love, free as air at sight of human ties, Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies.
Love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.
Love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.
Bid me to love, and I will give a loving heart to thee.
Bid me to love, and I will give a loving heart to thee.
