And love the offender, yet detest the offence.

And if I lose thy love, I lose my all.

How happy is the blameless vestal's lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each pray'r accepted, and each wish …

No, make me mistress to the man I love; If there be yet another name more free, More fond than mistress, make me that to thee!