The leaves live but to love, and in all the lofty grove the happy trees love each his neighbor. The world is wide, but love at last, our hands our hearts, must meet some day.
For love's humility is love's true pride. Pride, fame, ambition, all fill the man's heart. In that first flame is all the nectar of the kiss. Love is the principle of existence and its only end.
To love her was a liberal education. I know not when the day shall be.
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