If heaven would make me such another world. They sin who tell us Love can die. Where shall the lover rest? I never heard of any true affection that was not eventually nipped. He who has fostered the sweet poison of love by fondling it, finds it too late to refuse the yoke which he has of his own accord assumed. I love thee, as the good love heaven.
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