love is more thicker than forget :it is more sane and sunly and more it cannot die than all the sky which only is higher than the sky

love is the every only god

measureless our pure living complete love whose doom is beauty and its fate to grow

and nothing quite so least as truth -i say though hate were why men breathe- because my father lived his soul love is the whole and more than all

It was then that [he] first loved [her]. Not for her flesh - [he] had known the body of the queen. Not out of pity - he knew her too well to see her from the d…

As all the perfumes of the vanished day Rise from the earth still moistened with the dew So from my chastened soul beneath thy ray Old love is born anew.

and you kissed me shy as though I'd never been your lover