Quote #72
Let wealth, let honour, wait the wedded dame, August her deed, and sacred be her fame; Before true passion all those views remove, Fame, wealth, and honour! what are you to Love?
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- Speed the soft intercourse from soul to soul, And waft a sigh from Indus to the Pole.
- And if I lose thy love, I lose my all.
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