Everything else tastes like chaff in my mouth. But great loves, to the last, have pulses red; all great loves that have ever died dropped dead.
For thou art the whole wide world to me. To love me also in silence, with thy soul. Unseen, unspoken, and of no one known. One sweet, sad secret holds my heart in thrall.
A little grain shall not be spilt. For love's humility is love's true pride.
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