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 He loved the twilight that surrounds
 The border-land of old romance;
  Where glitter hauberk, helm, and lance,
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 He loved the twilight that surrounds
 The border-land of old romance;
  Where glitter hauberk, helm, and lance,
   And banner waves, and trumpet sounds,
    And ladies ride with hawk on wrist,
     And mighty warriors sweep along,
      Magnified by the purple mist,
       The dusk of centuries and of song. 
You were made perfectly to be loved - and surely I have loved you, in the idea of you, my read more
You were made perfectly to be loved - and surely I have loved you, in the idea of you, my whole life long.
 She had been forced into prudence in her youth, she learned 
romance as she grew older - the natural read more 
 She had been forced into prudence in her youth, she learned 
romance as she grew older - the natural sequence of an unnatural 
beginning. 
Soul meets soul on lovers lips.
Soul meets soul on lovers lips.
Pleasure of love lasts but a moment, Pain of love lasts a lifetime.
Pleasure of love lasts but a moment, Pain of love lasts a lifetime.
I think we dream so we don't have to be away from one another. If we're in each other's dreams, read more
I think we dream so we don't have to be away from one another. If we're in each other's dreams, we'll always be together.
So, fall asleep love, loved by me....for I know love, I am loved by thee.
So, fall asleep love, loved by me....for I know love, I am loved by thee.
To a person in love, the value of the individual is intuitively known. Love needs no logic for its mission.
To a person in love, the value of the individual is intuitively known. Love needs no logic for its mission.
 Romances paint at full length people's wooings,
 But only give a bust of marriages:
  For no one read more 
 Romances paint at full length people's wooings,
 But only give a bust of marriages:
  For no one cares for matrimonial cooings.
   There's nothing wrong in a connubial kiss.
    Think you, if Laura had been Petrarch's wife,
     He would have written sonnets all his life?