In war, he mounts the warriors steed. I love the love she withhold. Ask of thyself what beauty is. The moods of love are like the wind.
Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, and men below, and saints above. Love is the principle of existence and its only end.
I think, am sure, a brother's love exceeds all the world's loves in its unworldliness. Loving is a painful thrill, and not to love more painful still. For love deceives the best of woman kind. He is far gone, far gone.
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