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.

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 don't love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a read more

You don't love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear.

If thou must love me, let it be for nought Except for love's sake only. Do not say, I love read more

If thou must love me, let it be for nought Except for love's sake only. Do not say, I love her for her smile . . . her look . . . her way Of speaking gently . . . for a trick of thought That falls in well with mine, and, certes, brought A sense of pleasant ease on such a day- For these things in themselves, Beloved, may be changed, or change for thee- and love so wrought, May be unwrought so.

Lady of the Mere,
Sole-sitting by the shores of old romance.

Lady of the Mere,
Sole-sitting by the shores of old romance.

You say that love is nonsense....I tell you it is no such thing. For weeks and months it is a read more

You say that love is nonsense....I tell you it is no such thing. For weeks and months it is a steady physical pain, an ache about the heart, never leaving one, by night or by day; a long strain on one's nerves like toothache or rheumatism, not intolerable at any one instant, but exhausting by its steady drain on the strength.

When [he] kisses you he isn't doing anything else. You're his whole universe..and the moment is eternal because he doesn't read more

When [he] kisses you he isn't doing anything else. You're his whole universe..and the moment is eternal because he doesn't have any plans and isn't going anywhere. Just kissing you...it's overwhelming.

To love one's self is the beginning of a life-long romance

To love one's self is the beginning of a life-long romance

I only wish to be the fountain of love from which you drink, every drop promising eternal passion.

I only wish to be the fountain of love from which you drink, every drop promising eternal passion.