Hilaire Belloc Quotes on Love
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I'm tired of Love; I'm still more tired of Rhyme. But money gives me pleasure all the time.
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It was my shame, and now it is my boast, That I have loved you rather more than most.
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Of three in One and One in three My narrow mind would doubting be Till Beauty, Grace and Kindness met And all at once were Juliet.
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That I grow sour, who only lack delight; That I descend to sneer, who only grieve; That from my depth I should condemn your height, That with my blame my mockery you receive- Huntress and splendor of the woodland night- Diana of this world, do not believe.